What part of me is still a mean girl? I carry this question with me every day. I am a rabbi, so I consider what is, for me, one of Judaism’s most poignant teachings—repentance is never complete until, given the chance to sin again in the same way, we refuse.
Thoughts? As in thoughts about this definition of repentance, not about the woman as rabbi part. Not interested in complementarians and egalitarians hashing things out over that stuff here. This is a short summation of what a definition of repentance is.