We don’t invite guests into the sukkah to be polite.
We do it because radical belonging necessitates a world where we break down every door that hinders the work of creation:
To replace aloneness with the presence of love, a fighting love, for every person left behind.
We invite in our ancestors into our present dwellings, into our very lives, because the world as it is cannot be separated from the world that has been and the world that someday will be.
A rock for every age.
A pebble in our pocket.
We are weary, uncertain but behold the glory of this strengthening.
The world that can still be a home.
None of us.
None of us is ever truly alone.
And we have the power.
To remake the whole breaking world.