Hanukkah is already behind us. We have extinguished the candles—but not their light. Because the real question was never how brightly the ḥanukkiyah burned, but what kind of Jewish light we are capable of carrying with us once the festivals end and the unadorned season begins.  This week we entered the month of Tevet—an austere month, without celebrations, that confronts us with history stripped bare. In Tevet there are no visible miracles; there is memory. On the 10th of Tev