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Tuesday, July 07, 2026

The End of Cash and the Jewish Ethics of Giving

A few weeks ago, I arrived at morning services at my synagogue and, out of habit, reached into my jacket pocket for a dollar to drop in the pushke (charity box) on my way out. I didn't have my wallet on me, which is typical these days. I rarely carry cash anymore, relying mostly on Apple Pay.


I'm not alone. Walk into almost any synagogue today and you'll notice the ritual of dropping a bill into the charity box is quietly fading. Not because people are less generous, but because cash itself is disappearing from daily life. We pay for coffee with our phones. We split dinner with an app. We tip with a QR code. It was only a matter of time before that shift reached tzedakah (charitable giving).


So, what do we lose, and what do we gain? There's something irreplaceable about the physical act of giving. I taught religious school as a college student and I enjoyed watching as my elementary school age students would drop a few quarters into the light blue Jewish National Fund for Israel tzedakah box with a kind of pride you just don't get from clicking a donate button. That moment mattered. It was tactile, it was visible, and it left an impression that stayed with them. The pushke was never just about the money. It was about the gesture.




I think about that ritual when I consider how dramatically charitable giving has changed in a short time. After weekday morning minyan, it used to be common for people to drop a dollar or two on the way out the door. A quiet moment, almost reflexive, that connected prayer with responsibility. Today, that same person might make a donation from their phone later in the day, assuming they remember. Or they might give through a year-end online campaign, or respond to a link in a synagogue email newsletter or on the congregation’s website. The giving still happens. The moment does not.


But I've also seen what digital giving can do. I know families who've set up online tribute pages after losing a loved one, and within hours, donations are pouring in from people spread across the country. Friends, relatives, former colleagues, all able to honor someone's memory instantly from wherever they are. A check in the mail takes days, and there’s a process to writing it out and then addressing the envelope, putting a postage stamp on it, and dropping it in the mailbox. A digital contribution takes seconds. That kind of reach and immediacy didn't exist a generation ago, and it has genuinely expanded the circle of who gives and when.


Jewish tradition is clear that the method of giving isn't the point. Maimonides outlined eight levels of tzedakah in his Mishneh Torah, and not one of them specifies the delivery mechanism. The highest level, he taught, is helping someone become self-sufficient. The lowest is giving reluctantly. Of course, nowhere in that hierarchy does it matter whether the money arrived in coins, a check or a payment app. What matters is the act itself and the intention behind it. The Torah's obligation to care for those in need doesn't come with a footnote about payment methods.


Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Senseless: Terrorism During Prayer

I really didn't want to write this blog post.

This morning, I thought about writing something about the tragedy in Jerusalem, but my stomach told me "no." I just didn't have the energy to do it. I awoke this morning feeling better than I had in the past couple of days as I was "down for the count" with the stomach flu. When my eyes opened at 6 AM, I thought about how I didn't feel nauseous. But then I grabbed for my phone, took one look at the "Breaking News Alert" on the screen, and then my stomach immediately returned to that queasy feeling I thought I had beaten.

Through still sleepy eyes, I read something about a terrorist attack in a Jerusalem synagogue during morning prayers. And then I read the words "gun, knives and axes." It was a bloody mess in the Har Nof synagogue. Miraculously there were only five murders. It could have been a lot worse. No doubt, the terrorists were planning a massacre.

I didn't want to write about this. As David Horovitz expressed today, "Nobody wants to write on a terrible day like this, but there are some points that have to be made, nevertheless.

Associated Press
Today's terrorist attack really hit home. Rabbi Aryeh Kupinsky, one of the four rabbis who was brutally murdered while davenen (praying) had Detroit roots. He grew up a dozen miles from me in Oak Park, Michigan (a suburb of Detroit). He was a student at Akiva Hebrew Day School, the Orthodox cousin to Hillel Day School, the Conservative day school that I attended. No doubt we had mutual friends growing up. No one could have ever imagined that his life would be cut short in such a gruesome way. (3 of the 4 rabbis were American, including Rabbi Moshe Twersky, grandson of Rabbi Joseph Soloveitchik.)