As we sang and clapped to Psalm 150 on Rosh Hashanah, I listened closely to the words, the invitation to praise the Sacred Source with every breath, with dance, drum and crashing cymbals. What a funny contradiction, to bravely encounter the One True Judge while praising at the same time.
Praise through the pain
sting of fractured heart and body
sing through the vault of heaven
sweat and tears indistinguishable
overflowing with hallelujah