A group of synagogues in part of London have applied for the erection of poles linked together with fishing wire to demarcate an eruv in Camden.
An eruv is a marked area in which Jews can carry or push objects on the Sabbath without violating Jewish law that prohibits carrying anything outside the house. This new construction will allow people in wheelchairs and parents with pushchairs to leave their house during the Sabbath, because the construction of the eruv will in the minds of the Jews create the illusion that their homes have been extended to the boundaries of the eruv, which can be as large as a number of square miles.
This is not a new concept.
Don't blame God for what goes wrong. Find the wisdom in the experience and move on.
I have recently discovered meditation and have been meditating for twenty minutes daily for the past two months. I have already experienced some wonderful benefits, for example an increase in my confidence and realizing that I was going to do something wrong before I did it.
I have tried very hard to reach the deep meditative stage where I can directly connect with God and get answers to my questions. At the moment I am going through a lot of changes in terms of my career, and I am really worried about making wrong decisions. I feel that no matter how hard I try to connect to God to get help with these decisions, He is just not there.
What is the process for connecting to God? I am worried that I have selected the wrong career and want God's opinion before it is too late.
I think of myself as a kind, decent person from a good family. I was brought up to believe in a God of love and was involved with the church when I was a kid. My mother is a devout Christian and a beautiful person.
I know many people whom, in my opinion, don't care about God or religion but they seem to have their own way and get whatever they want. It seems that these people have such an easy life.
About ten years ago this so-called loving God took great pleasure in ripping my family to pieces. My father contracted a chronic illness which left him an angry, nasty man needing constant care.
My mother became his full-time nurse against her will and had to give up all her freedom. My dad aims all his frustration at me, and my brother tries in vain to be a peace-maker.
As if that was not enough, God then decided
One of the main questions that the Church of England seems to be grappling with – or at least those questions that got the headlines – are around whether women and gay men are good enough in the eyes of God to become bishops.