8 | NOVEMBER 23 • 2023 J N opinion Our Communal Responsibility H ow often have you heard the words, Kol Yisrael arevim zeh bazeh (Talmud Shevuot, 39a), “all of Israel is responsible for each other.” Each of us has an obligation to care for the rest of us. It is an answer to the first question in the Bible, “ Am I my brother’s keeper.” Yes, we are obligated to act as a keeper who is respon- sible for guarding our brothers and sisters. In challenging times, our obligation to com- munal responsibility is tested, and this is our most challeng- ing time since the Shoah. The despicable, barbaric Hamas attack and its aftermath are testing the Jewish people as never before. Our most beloved Israel is fighting for its survival. Our Jewish sons and daugh- ters, soldiers and civilians, are embattled on the frontlines to save our homeland, preserve our way of life and ensure the continuity of our people for generations, mi dor l’dor. Many of our Michigan Lone Soldiers are deep in the battle. As spectators to the events unfolding on our screens, we ask ourselves what we can do, how can we be helpful in this fight for the Jewish nation. We’ve rallied. We’ve marched. We’ve donated our dollars to emergency funds for Israel. As the war goes on, we ask what else we can do in this fight for survival. We feel a need to act, to do more to live the teaching: kol Yisael aravim zeh bazeh. We can fulfill our respon- sibility to our community by engaging with the community. • We can repeatedly reach out to our family, our friends and acquaintances in Israel to show our concerns. • We can reach out to the families of Detroit’s Lone Soldiers to offer caring support. • We can write to our elect- ed officials to thank them for supporting Israel in its hour of need. • We can buy Israeli products at this time when the economy is challenged. • We can say the prayer for Israel and for the IDF every day at home or in synagogue. • We can show our support for the soldiers of the IDF. We can support the soldiers of the IDF in a very concrete way by providing them with necessary winter gear. The nights are cold in the North and in the desert. It’s even colder when you’re sleeping on the ground. Rapid mobi- lization of 360,000 reservists created a logistical nightmare. No government can equip an entire army with everything at the same time on a day’s notice. Add to that the needs of the 250,000 internally displaced Israelis whose homes were destroyed or who are in harm’s way. The needs are great and offer an opportunity for us to take some responsibility. There is an organized pro- cess that enables people to buy specific gear from a carefully curated selection of items that will be distributed quickly and Rachel S. Yoskowitz PURELY COMMENTARY I sometimes find it hard to disconnect, to ignore the ring tone that tells me a text has arrived or to avoid compulsively checking my email. We live in an age where being connected is of supreme importance, where being unconnected is anxiety- producing. There’s even an acronym for it: FOMO, Fear Of Missing Out. Long before social media and mobile phones, psychologists realized the benefit of taking time out for us to recharge and reset. Recharging is not just necessary for good physical and mental health; it is also a boost to creativity. So how does one unplug from the increasing demands of modern life? Believe it or not, there is a weekly antidote for FOMO that is so simple it’s easy to overlook. It’s called Shabbat. There is a song called “It’s Time to Say Good Shabbos” that was written and sung by the musical group Journeys. I particularly love this verse: So throw away your hammer There’s nothing left to do Go home and find the gift that’s waiting there for you. The gift, of course, is Shabbat — if we choose to see it as a gift. Shabbat for me is a time to disconnect from my weekday life and step into an oasis in time. I reconnect with my family, my friends, my spiritual side and God. I step back, take a deep breath and live in the moment. And that truly is a gift! On Shabbat, Judaism tells us that we separate the sacred Mandy Garver essay Shabbat as an Antidote to FOMO