I finished writing the sefer Torah for Dorshei Emet. You might have worked this out, from the lack of Torah-writing posts of late, but I didn’t actually get round to making a post about it yet.
I tweeted the final stages of putting the sefer together on May 11 and 12, and it was delivered to its new community on May 16.
You may remember that I spent a couple of days a week writing at Yeshivat Hadar, being the unofficial soferet-in-residence. Being in a friendly, welcoming, Torah-filled environment was a tremendous boost.
So, when I’d finished writing, we celebrated together, and there was cake for breakfast.
Then the sefer Torah got collected by someone driving from New York to Montreal, and driven to Montreal. This is safer than trying to come through Montreal aiport customs early on Sunday morning with a sefer Torah, a process liable to take an indefinite amount of time.
Because I had what to be doing on Sunday morning, namely, writing letters with congregation members:
In the afternoon, the sefer Torah was brought in under a chuppah with much rejoicing:
Then there were miscellaneous speeches, the filling in of the very last word, dancing and so on, and the sefer got its new clothes, and it was unrolled around the children of the congregation. Who were possibly slightly bemused, but it was all terribly symbolic and meaningful and so on.
I heard from a Torah reader a few weeks later. Apparently they had had a nice time reading from it. Good to hear.
This was my third sefer Torah.
Mirrored from hasoferet.com.