This morning, Ryan and I attended a Kaddish service in remembrance of the rabbi's father passing away two years ago.
We hadn't planned on attending. We live about 30 minutes north of the Hillel house, and it seemed a bit cumbersome to drive there for a 10-minute prayer recital. But the rabbi called me yesterday, saying he was one short of a minyan, and he hoped Ryan could make it. How could we say no to that?
Minyan is the requirement of having 10 adults present for Jewish services. Ryan has told me that the synagogue in Joplin often didn't have services because of this requirement. The most common origin of the requirement dates back to the 10 brothers of Joseph who went to Egypt to get food during a famine.
So we made the short trek to Fayetteville and found a full house.
I could tell that the rabbi was pleasantly surprised so many people showed up. He said a few kind words about his father, said the prayers and it was over. Then I poured the juice for the blessing and only spilled a few times...