Once upon a time, I believed in a personal God, a spiritual being with a giant mind and heart, who oversees the world. Recognizing my hard work on God’s behalf, God would look upon me favorably. But this optimistic view no longer makes sense to me.
Imagine that you know little about Torah, the second commandment, or Judaism in general. You visit your first synagogue on a Shabbat. You watch as the Torah scroll is lifted out of its box. Everyone stands up, sings passionate hymns of praise, and lines up for a chance to kiss the scroll as it is carried around the room. You conclude that we venerate this object; it must be an image of God. Is it?