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Author: Rabbi Julie Roth

Rabbi Julie Roth arrived at Shomrei Emunah in August 2022 with her husband Rabbi Justus Baird, and their three children, Ilan, Rafael, and Noa. Guided by the central teaching that each and every human being is beloved, infinitely valuable, and unique, her calling as a rabbi is to connect each person with the piece of Torah, Jewish experience, or community that will help them live their lives as a sacred gift.
Rabbi Julie Roth, Sermons & Talks

(Ki Tissa and Purim) Perhaps For A Time Such as This

Rabbi Julie’s sermon for Parshat Ki Tissa and Purim, March 15, 2025

It may or may not come as a surprise to you that I identify with Queen Esther, the heroine of our Purim Megillah story.  It’s not because I have an Uncle Mordecai, though I do have an Uncle Michael.  And it’s not because I am under the false impression that I could compete against women from regions equivalent to 127 provinces in the Persian Empire and win a beauty contest.  Though I have a positive self-image, feminine beauty has never been my primary source of power, nor would I want it to be.  (more…)

Rabbi Julie Roth, Sermons & Talks

(Yitro) Sermon

Rabbi Julie’s sermon for Parshat Yitro, February 15, 2025 (more…)

Rabbi Julie Roth, Sermons & Talks

(Beshalach) Sermon

Rabbi Julie’s sermon for Parshat Vayechi, February 6, 2025 (more…)

Rabbi Julie Roth, Sermons & Talks

(Bo) And You Shall Bind Them

Rabbi Julie’s sermon for Parshat Bo, February 1, 2025

Exodus 13:9, 16

“And it shall serve you as a sign on your hand and as a reminder on your forehead – in order that the Teaching of the Lord may be in your mouth – that with a mighty hand the Lord freed you from Egypt…And so it shall be a sign upon your hand and as a symbol on your forehead that with a mighty hand the Lord freed us from Egypt.” (more…)

Rabbi Julie Roth, Sermons & Talks

(Vayechi) Sermon: The Forever Letter

Rabbi Julie’s sermon for Parshat Vayechi, January 11, 2025

When I was in college, my grandmother would write to me every few weeks. Her letters were handwritten on stationery in an elegant, loop-filled cursive that embodied a penmanship common for someone born at the turn of the century, in the early 1900’s. Though my hand-writing was a paltry simplification of hers, I knew how to write a handwritten letter. (more…)

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