I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,Adore to weeping,Love to laughing,Desire to praising.Tickle, giggle, kiss!Adonai my God,For one moment in love,Let alone a thousand,Let alone my life,For the honor of raising and lovingChildren in love,Praise of You is ever upon my lips.

Every verse in the scrolls of your days sings to us of hope and wonder.

At its best, this is my calling. At its worst, it is a mad compulsion that I just can’t shake.