Rabbi Arnie meets with the Shir Tikvah high school class. The classes are held in homes of members instead of a school classroom East Of Woodward Rabbi Arnie Sleutelberg has led the growth of Shir Tikvah in Troy. PHIL JACOBS Editor May the door of this synagogue be wide enough to receive all who hunger for love, all who are lonely for fellowship. May it welcome all who have cares to unbur- den, thanks to express, hopes to nurture. May the door of this synagogue be narrow enough to shut out pettiness and pride, envy and anger. May its threshold be no stumbling block to young or straying feet. May it be too high to admit complacency self- ishness, and harshness. May this door open the way to our search for God and our commitment to humanity. May this synagogue be, for all who enter, the doorway to a richer and more meaningful — A prayer from the Shir Tikvah Shabbat Siddur. 12/26 1997 72 I is a Saturday night in Troy. It's the holiday season. The traffic anywhere near 16 Mile is head- ing towards the twinkling lights at the Collection. There's a turnoff to be made. A quiet street leads to a townhouse complex and a clubhouse. Usually the place of birthday parties and bridge clubs, tonight, there's a differ- ent collection. The lights flicker from the candles of a group standing with hands held in a circle. They hold sticks textured with spices. They fol- low their leader as he sings "Hamavdil ben chodesh lachol" or Blessed are You, Hashem, who sepa- rates between the holy and the secu- lar." When the Havdalah flames of the individuals are extinguished, there are moments of reflection, and wish- es for a good week. It may sound mushy, it's not meant to be. But there is a warmth in the room among the members. The hugging, the kiss- es, the handshakes. Some are dressed for an evening out, others comfort- able in sweats and jeans. It's Jewish. It's in the middle of Troy, east of Woodward. This is what the new members ar e seeing, perhaps for the first time. It's Shir Tikvah. Since he left the small town of Hudson, Michigan as a rabbinical student, Rabbi Arnie Sleutelberg has surrounded himself with a circle. He draws his strength from its perime-