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Shul Test Drive: A visit to “The Rock

By David Basior, JTNews Correspondent

The Shul Test

    Drive: a primer

   

    Beginning with

    this issue, JTNews will run monthly reviews of

    synagogue Shabbat services all around the region. These

    articles are researched and written by individuals in their

    20s to early 30s, personal accounts that will, over the

    course of the series, explore the many challenges and joys

    finding a spiritual community.

   

    The reviewers

    will attempt to remain anonymous during their visit, and

    they will write about their experiences: their level of

    comfort in the service, the way people welcomed them,

    whatever touches them. Though these reviews may at times

    make us uneasy, and may not resonate with your own

    experiences at that synagogue, they will faithfully describe

    the experience of a person seeking a spiritual home.

   

   

    JTNews

    will be

    working with several reviewers, all of whom have attended

    services throughout their lives and have been trying to find

    a place to attend as they establish themselves as adults.

    They are interested in sharing their experiences as they

    seek answers for themselves. Comments about the Shul Test

    Drive may be sent to editor@jtnews.net.

   

    In the JTNews’

    debut of its new Shul Test Drive Project, the editor

    asked me to attend a Shabbat service at Herzl-Ner Tamid,

    Mercer Island’s Conservative synagogue. Luckily, my

    girlfriend’s family lives on what we lovingly call “The

    Rock,” and I would be getting some good home cooking as a

    result of the assignment.

   

    I don’t really

    mind going to shul alone, either. Prayer can be a

    very individual experience and Shabbat services are a good

    time to meet and enjoy the company of strangers. As I parked

    in the Herzl parking lot on the evening of October 29th, I

    was greeted by a few smiles and hellos. It was nice to see

    some welcoming faces before I had even gone inside. Upon

    entering the synagogue, two door greeters along with the

    senior rabbi met me with warm smiles and handshakes.

   

    I picked up my

    Herzl “What’s Going On” flyer and found a seat in the

    ornamental, stadium-style sanctuary. Suddenly, I no longer

    felt welcomed, sitting in the sanctuary by myself. Nearly 80

    people sat scattered throughout the great hall, most in

    groups of three to five people. No one had approached me

    since those door-greeters.

   

    I wished for a

    smaller, warmer space or for a more facilitated seating

    process where the congregants would be guided to the same

    few rows. I enjoy praying in an energetic, open community,

    but it seemed that this would not be the evening for that.

   

    The cantor began

    singing an introductory song to signal the conversations to

    stop. He stood a bit into the stadium-style sanctuary as he

    sang, which seemed to me a n attempt to fight the dispersed

    way in which the community had seated itself.

   

    We began a very

    forced Kabbalat Shabbat with minimal congregational

    participation. Noticing the lack of participation, the

    cantor abruptly lowered his voice during L’Cha Dodi,

    hoping congregants would pick up the slack. Nothing. There

    was a lot of empty space to fill, and not a whole lot of

    energy in this service.

   

    The highlight of

    the service was a mystical tune to Ma Gadlu (the

    middle portion of Psalm 92) — it brought back memories of my

    B’nai Jeshurun days in New York City. For me, it was the

    only instance of spiritual elevation during the evening, and

    it didn’t last long enough. I would have loved to see it

    extended and even accompanied by a harmonious voice on the

    other microphone.

   

    The cantor led

    nearly the entire service as we breezed by the Sh’ma.

    Many moments, when trying to mark where we were in the text,

    he spoke directly into the microphone for a bit too long for

    my taste. Maybe he was testing my ability to concentrate,

    but either way it didn’t sit well. I found myself distracted

    in the middle of my praying.

   

    The service was a

    good, well-paced mix of thorough and fast. Rabbi Rosenbaum

    remained a well-seated spectator for the majority of the

    service, not making his presence truly known until he

    approached the bima after the silent Amidah.

   

    Great. Sermon

    time. I don’t know about you, but I like to pray and eat on

    a Friday night. Let’s talk Torah at the dinner table, but

    until I have some food in my system, most of your words are

    lost anyway.

   

    Rabbi Rosenbaum

    had a wonderful approachability that made me want to listen,

    despite my hunger pangs. He came across like any other

    congregant, and he spoke to points that most congregants

    seemed ready to relate to. At least this evening, I was not

    the typical Herzl congregant — he spoke to an older

    generation, but they seemed enthralled. I often heard noises

    of agreement from the congregation as he would make his

    connections.

   

    Everything ended

    as the community’s youth members led us in a kiddush

    followed by Yigdal. Unfortunately, announcements made

    by the Congregation’s president didn’t include anything

    about a welcome to visitors or offer suggestions about how a

    newcomer might continue the evening within the auspices of

    Herzl-Ner Tamid. Despite the fact that my girlfriend’s

    mother’s would have delicious Persian kebab waiting for me

    at her dinner table, a Shabbat dinner invitation would have

    felt very welcoming (though I was not about to miss the

    kebab).

   

    As I made my way

    out of shul, the cantor worked the door and asked me

    my name and where I was from. When he heard that I live in

    Seattle, he seemed surprised.

   

    Finally, I would

    like to point out that Herzl has a new rabbi — Rabbi Rachel

    Nussbaum. She seems to be adding something nice and new to

    Herzl with a regular class to be taught on the Microsoft

    campus and a new Shabbat morning minyan and study. In

    what little I have seen, she will be a breath of fresh air

    for the young adult community in Seattle. She was

    unfortunately not a part of the service I attended, but I

    hope to see her in action soon.

   

     

   

    About our shul

    tester:

   

    I normally attend

    services on Mercer Island at Shevet Achim with Rabbi

    Kornfeld or at Hillel with Rabbi Will Berkovitz and Rabbi

    Dan Bridge. These are very different services, and I like

    each for different reasons, but my favorite service is B’nai

    Jeshurun in New York’s Upper West Side.

   

    This popular

    congregation offers moments of layered communal

    participation during Kabbalat Shabbat, barchu, and sh’ma,

    but then allows for the individual space to pray in the

    amidah. I guess you could say the service itself is

    important to me, but I can be a little picky when it comes

    to the details. When it comes to the congregation, I just

    look for one that has a welcoming environment spoken through

    either warm words by the service leader or by sincere hellos

    by the other congregants. The more participation, the better

    — both in welcoming and in praying.

   

    — Dave Basior