I just performed a Brit Milah; It was far from my first and, please God, it won’t be my last. In fact, it wasn’t even my first with this family. I was honored to be the baby’s brother’s mohel five years ago. This event, much like the previous one, was moving for all those in attendance, whether physically or virtually. The father of the baby, who is a talented musician, had written a nigun (a wordless melody) the morning the baby was born, and he began the ceremony by playing it on the guitar, as we joined with him in song. Once the singing came to a close, the baby was gently placed in the lap of the Sandak who lovingly held him during the procedure. The group continued singing nigun after nigun as the baby was brought into the covenant with God and received his name. There were tears of joy and smiles all around. “Mazal Tov” could be heard echoing off the Judaean Hills.
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