Who is Jonathan Sacks

Jonathan Henry Sacks, Baron Sacks (Hebrew: יעקב צבי זקס, romanized: Ya'akov Tzvi Zaks; 8 March 1948 – 7 November 2020) was an English Orthodox rabbi, philosopher, theologian, and author. Sacks served as the Chief Rabbi of the United Hebrew Congregations of the Commonwealth from 1991 to 2013. As the spiritual head of the United Synagogue, the largest synagogue body in the United Kingdom, he was the Chief Rabbi of those Orthodox synagogues but was not recognized as the religious authority for the Haredi Union of Orthodox Hebrew Congregations or for the progressive movements such as Masorti, Reform, and Liberal Judaism. As Chief Rabbi, he formally carried the title of Av Beit Din (head) of the London Beth Din. At the time of his death, he was the Emeritus Chief Rabbi.After steppin...
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Jcomm_newsfeeds: rabbi sacks legacy launches passover seder activity: the scavenger hunt is inspired by former chief rabbi lord jonathan sacks' essay the missing fifth.
More_christ_: "nature is endowed with mysterious forces of attraction that science alone cannot explain, forces that give rise to integral wholes." - sr. ilia delio "science takes things apart to see how they work. religion puts things together to see what they mean." - rabbi jonathan sacks
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The Tryst
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Impelled by memory in a wayward mood,
Reluctant, yearning, with a faithless mind,
I sought once more a long neglected spot,
A wooded upland bordered by the sea,
Whose tides were swirling up the reedy sands,
Or floating noiseless in the yellow marsh.
My way was wild. The winds, awaking, smote
My face, but as I passed a ruined wall
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