My new tzedakah box arrived today. I will post pictures when it is not about to be Shabbat and I have more time to dig around and find my camera. Also, I just cleaned my room; messing it up a bit will matter less when it is not about to be Shabbat or a holiday.
My new tzedakah box has a hinged lid that closes with a little lock on the side. It took me the longest time to figure out this lock. There were two tiny keys; I assumed one was a spare for the other. In fact, it turned out that they both go in the lock at the same time.
I had fun donating tzedakah money today. I had lots of change from various transactions, so I decided to make a logical plan. First, I thought, I would set aside eight of the smallest coins to donate during the week between Rosh HaShanah (New Year) and Yom Kippur (Day of Atonement), considered an especially holy time and a good time to do good deeds. I had exactly eight pennies, so I counted these out and put them back in my wallet.
The rest of the coins I divided into two heaps, as even as I could make them: one to donate today, before Shabbat, and one to donate Sunday night, before Rosh HaShanah. Today's heap turned out to equal $1.45, so that is what I donated before Shabbat today.
"Don't tell God how big your storm is; tell your storm how big your God is."
I believe in God.
I believe in God.
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