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High Holy Day Sermons 5767/2006

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Two Kinds of Jews
Erev Rosh Hashanah 5767/2006
Rabbi James Prosnit
           

There are two kinds of Jews in the world.  There is the kind of Jew who detests war and violence, who believes that fighting is not the Jewish way, who willingly accepts that Jews have their own high standards of behavior...

And there is the kind of Jew who thinks we have been passive long enough, who is convinced that it is time for us to strike back at our enemies, to reject, once and for all the role of victim...

And the problem is, most of us are both kinds of Jews.”

 

 

“There are two kinds of Jews in the world.  There is the kind of Jew who detests war and violence, who believes that fighting is not the Jewish way, who willingly accepts that Jews have their own high standards of behavior.  And not just that we have them but that those standards are our life’s blood. – what we are about.

And there is the kind of Jew who thinks we have been passive long enough, who is convinced that it is time for us to strike back at our enemies, to reject, once and for all the role of victim, who willingly accepts that Jews cannot afford to depend on favors, that we must be tough and strong.

And the problem is, most of us are both kinds of Jews.”

I’ve used those words before to begin a sermon.  Twenty four years ago to be exact.  September 1982, my second High Holy Day as a rabbi.  Israel was involved in a controversial war in Lebanon and I began my sermon paraphrasing those words written by then Moment Magazine editor, Leonard Fein. 

It is eerie and a bit depressing for me to think that 24 years later I can begin this night’s sermon with substantially the same quotation and that once again the backdrop of war in Lebanon and a summer of anguishing images of bombing and fierce battle make those words once again ring true.  Yes most of us are both kinds of Jews.  After our long and grievous history a position of power, a strong army with advanced weaponry is not unappealing to us.

But somehow we still expect our use of power to be more compassionate, more righteous than the next guy.  We are called to be a light to the nations and as a result killing, humiliations and the infliction of unnecessary pain are not Jewish attributes.  As Jews we would rather live by our wits than by our weapons; we would love to live a vegetarian dream and never have to enter the world of the carnivores.

Sadly the Arab world, with few exceptions has not allowed that to happen.  Israeli withdrawal from Lebanon and Gaza was seen as weakness and met by the election of Hamas, the increased popularity of Hezbullah and the renewed influence of Syria and Iran.  Talk of a road map to peace, a two-state solution -- Israel and Palestine with Israel willing to make significant territorial compromises was greeted by suicide bombers, and the supplying, stock piling and use of short, medium and long ranged rockets aimed at Israel’s destruction. 

The words I used in 1982 do reflect part of our mood tonight, but the reality is different. There are significant distinctions between this war in Lebanon and the last. For me this war is a war for Israel’s survival.  And while harsh images of Lebanese lives and infrastructure once again torn asunder are difficult to see and to watch, and are graphic reminders of the horror of war, they are consequences of a government allowing another government committed to Israel’s destruction to function from within its own territory. 

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In 1982 outraged Israeli reservists protested in front of Prime Minister Begin’s office demanding to know why they had been sent to fight in what they considered an immoral and futile war.  This summer outraged reservists coming directly from the Lebanese front  protested in front of  Prime Minister Olmert’s office demanding to know why they were not allowed to finish what they consider a moral and essential war.   

Jewish tradition understands the difference by identifying two types of legally sanctioned wars.  The milchemet resheet and the milchemet mitzvah.  The former was a discretionary war one entered with very strict parameters because it was to expand boundaries and to build up the prestige of the ancient kingship. This in ancient days was a legitimate reason to go to war, but the criteria as to how the war was fought were very specific and there were significant limitations on how it was to be waged.  In 1982 the Israeli government fought the PLO to the borders of Beirut, enlisted the aid of Lebanese Christian militia and failed to live up to the demands of waging a just war.  The milchemet mitzvah is different.  It is literally a commanded war.  A war to defend oneself against mortal enemies; a war of national self defense.

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Correspondent Yossi Klein Halevi wrote recently in the Times, “Almost all Israelis recognize this moment as existential.   Arguably not since the weeks before the 1967 Six Day War, when Arab leaders threatened to drive the Jews in to the sea, has the language of apocalypticism become so much a part of Israeli discourse.”

And perhaps you read a couple of weeks ago in the New Yorker reporter Jeffrey Goldberg’s interview with two Palestinian fathers living in the Gaza Strip.  The first, Abu Hassan, a leader of Hamas. “’Yes, we don’t have tanks,’ he said, ‘But we have martyrs…’ He pulled his ninth grade son Hussein close to him.  ‘I want him to finish his studies, but if he happens to die I don’t have a problem… so long as he dies as a martyr and on the condition that he takes Jews with him when he dies.  I will be happy if he dies this way.’  Hussein ran out of the room and came back with a photograph of himself.  ‘This is my martyr picture,’ He said handing it to me.  In the photograph he wore khaki shirt and pants and held an AK-47.  ‘If I die, this is the photo that will appear on the martyr posters in Gaza.’ All of his school mates have “martyr photos.”  ‘We’re happy to sacrifice our families to win this battle.’”

But somehow we still expect our use of power to be more compassionate, more righteous than the next guy.  We are called to be a light to the nations and as a result killing, humiliations and the infliction of unnecessary pain are not Jewish attributes.  As Jews we would rather live by our wits than by our weapons; we would love to live a vegetarian dream and never have to enter the world of the carnivores.

 

 

The other father, Rafiq Hamdouna was a former leader of Fatah.  “My son Basel came to me one day and said he wanted to be a martyr bomber.  ‘Basel,’ I said, ‘do you know what happens when you blow yourself up?’  He just looked at me. I said, ‘You don’t go to Heaven. You go into a hole in the ground and you get covered up with dirt.’”

It’s important for us to remember that Palestinians are not monolithic in their views.  But it scares me to think that the first father was elected last January along with other members of Hamas and his view is now dominant and in ascendancy.  We well know that radical Islam is sweeping the region and Israel is in the line of fire. Its strength and its wisdom in using that strength has global implications.

This reality has silenced and marginalized the peace advocates.  Long standing doves in Israel and throughout the Diaspora, myself included have come to understand the significance of the threat and the government’s requirement to protect its citizens, to retrieve it captured soldiers and to defend its very right to exist.  To those of you who are about to say ‘Rabbi, I told you so!” -- No I don’t regret past sermons where I have criticized Israel’s occupation and encouraged territorial compromise.  To me reflective criticism both inside Israel and without has always been done with an eye toward ensuring a secure Israeli future. Yes I hoped that the rejectionist elements in Arab the world would soften and transform a view that the Middle East is a place for Arabs only.  But our post 9/11 reality, this summer’s war and the very real threat of a soon to be nuclear Iran has turned me four square behind Israel’s protective mission. 

Hezbullah is not your loosely structured terrorist organization.  It is a terrorist army, trained like an army, organized like an army, funded and equipped like an army; with one glaring difference.  The main use of its arsenal was terror aimed at Israel’s civilian population while hiding behind Lebanon’s civilian population. Its intent was to cause maximum civilian casualty among both. Hezbullah’s patron, Iran of course is of the greatest concern.  An enemy which not only employs a terrorist foreign legion to do its bidding, but pursues nuclear ambitions; all the while its president denies the Holocaust, envisions a world wide Jewish conspiracy and speaks of not only destroying Israel but eliminating Jews.

This summer I was asked to sign on to a rabbinic letter from an organization called Brit Tzedek v’ Shalom (The Covenant of Justice and Peace).  The letter questioned Israel’s disproportionate response in Lebanon and suggested that the cycle of violence in the region solves very little.  While I have signed such dovish letters in the past, like many, perhaps most, of my colleagues, I could not sign on to this one.  While I remain in favor of peace and in favor of justice, I knew that this was not a discretionary war – I believe that Israel had little choice and that when you face an enemy that indiscriminately fires rockets into your cities and towns, kidnaps your soldiers on your territory and wants you and your loved ones wiped off the face of the earth it is difficult to talk about a proportional response.

Correspondent Yossi Klein Halevi wrote recently in the Times, “Almost all Israelis recognize this moment as existential.   Arguably not since the weeks before the 1967 Six Day War, when Arab leaders threatened to drive the Jews in to the sea, has the language of apocalypticism become so much a part of Israeli discourse.”

 

 

Israeli rabbi Micky Boyden, whose son Yonatan was killed a in Lebanon a number of years ago responded by writing, “I too share the hope and prayer that hearts that have been closed by hate can turn to compassion.  However, I think I can speak for most Israelis when I say that we do not hate the Arabs, we just want them to leave us alone.” 

Which leads me to a story.  It is also by Leonard Fein and it was written in a book he wrote in 1988.  It’s about his fantasy version of the origins of Zionism.  He begins:

The year was 1860 or maybe it was 1870.  The town was Minsk – or possibly it was Pinsk.  Wherever, whenever, there was a group of Jews who would get together for some good talk.           

And what did they talk about? Well it was the same conversation all the time. They spoke of Jerusalem.  They imagined the city – its climate its culture – every aspect of its environment. They did this with great detail and delight.

Except of course, for one skeptic in the group, Beryl who every once and while would say, “Can’t we please, just this once change the topic conversation.  If we’re really serious about Jerusalem we should move there – and see what it really is like. Enough of all this talk.”            

The others respond, “Beryl, don’t be naïve.  Life here in Minsk (or Pinsk) is much easier, much safer.  Think of how hard it would be for us to start all over living there.”  Beryl would drop his suggestion for a short time and join in the conversation.

Now the group of Jews was worldly, sophisticated group – and one way that you knew that in 1860 was the fact that they had non-Jewish friends.  And from time to time their non-Jewish friends would join in the conversation.

One evening as their guests were leaving, on to the Jews asked one of the gentiles, “What do people like you think of people like us?”  And after responding with gracious praise the non-Jew did admit that there was one problem. He said, “With all due respect, your people seem to believe that you’re morally superior to everyone else.  Now I don’t think you’re any worse than average, but your moral conceit is frightfully annoying.”

To their credit the Jews did not deny the accusation, but sought instead to explain it.

And they explained it by way of example. They said, “we do indeed think we are your moral better and the reason we is that Jews don’t hunt and that make us better than you.”

Their guests laughed and stormed at them. “You silly, trivial people – of course you don’t hunt! We don’t permit you to own guns.”

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When the guests left Beryl’s friends turned to him and said, “Tomorrow we pack, then we go up to the land to Jerusalem where we shall prove that even with guns we will not become hunters.”

Sadly, we know it was an unrealistic, naïve dream of Beryl and his Zionist friends.  And for a long time we lived on it.  The battered Holocaust refugee tilling the kibbutz soil and making the desert bloom; the citizen soldier was more farmer than warrior, David with a sling shot more than a fighter pilot.  We liked to quote Golda, “I can forgive the Arabs for killing our sons, I can never forgive them for forcing us to kill theirs.” For along time Israel tried to keep its moral chutzpah in tact.  But just a half year shy of the fortieth anniversary of the Six Day War we have come to understand that you cannot live on milk and honey dreams for ever.  Forty years is a long time to have to exist in an unstable and hostile region.

But you know I can’t leave it there. This may not be the way we would have chosen to enter the year 5767, but we Jews have never chosen the circumstances we have confronted throughout our history. We simply continue to be hopeful, embracing the belief that every day provides an opportunity for change and a radical departure from the tragic events of our own day. To be a Jew someone once said is to be a short term pessimist and a long term optimist. The Hebrew word for “crises,” Mashber; is also the word for a birth stool. I do believe in better days. It is both a matter of faith and a foundation of our history.

When the guests left Beryl’s friends turned to him and said, “Tomorrow we pack, then we go up to the land to Jerusalem where we shall prove that even with guns we will not become hunters.”

 

 

One of my hopes of course, is that we as a congregation never lose sight of that inextricable link between ourselves and the land and people of Israel. Israel is central to our faith, a focus of our prayer and an expression of our yearning.  I think we need to work harder in our efforts to support and in our commitment to understand that powerful bond and that crucial connection. We need to be secure enough in our love for Israel that we can respond to our non-Jewish friends and neighbors when they ask questions about proportionality and bristle at the image of Israel’s use of power that pervaded the media this summer.  Even for those of us who choose to live here, may the New Year find us educating ourselves in every way, increasing our philanthropy and making plans to visit so we can respond with renewed determination and do all we can to ensure Israel’s vitality and security. 

Tonight as we begin this season of reflection and stock taking may we consider well the events of the summer and may we engage in a sincere, thoughtful discussion on which of those two kinds of Jews resonates most strongly in our hearts and minds. A secure, strong state for Jews – a morally secure Jewish state or both kinds of Jews.

With all this in mind, I wish you a peaceful, healthy and fulfilled New Year towards which let us work together.  Shanah Tovah.            


Life-Long Learning

Rosh Hashanah 5767/2006
Rabbi James Prosnit
  

Our Torah Portion began, "And there came a time when God decided to put Abraham to a test."  But to me the Akedah is a test of Isaac even more that it is of Abraham. 

When you consider the story we know Isaac was not a little baby being bound to the altar.  He’s a lad, some commentators even suggest he was in his 30’s.  He could have run away — bolted before the sacrificial  knife came anywhere near. What’s more, after God’s test and Abraham’s willingness to comply, he might easily have abandoned the faith and teachings of his father. "What kind of God would require this?" we could well imagine him cry. But he didn’t. 

Isaac married, he had children and he passed that fledgling tradition on to Jacob, and Jacob to his sons, and those sons to Moses and so on and so on right down the line.  If Isaac had run away like he could have, it all would have ended on that mountain, before it even began.  But the amazing thing is — he didn’t.  He voluntarily accepted the covenant that God had made with his father and his was a vital link in passing it on to us.

And what was true for Isaac was also true for the Jewish people after Auschwitz. So many of those survivors, so many were witnesses to such unspeakable horrors.  After liberation, they who survived could have run away. After the murder of a third of the Jewish people by all rights they could have abandoned the tradition, given up the Torah and said it’s just not worth it.   Now we have heard and read of some pretty notable cases in recent year, even in recent days (Happy New Year, Senator Allen) where that heritage was hidden from children and grand children.  But most – most carried it forward.

My son Jacob, along with several of his classmates participated this past year in the adopt-a-survivor program at Merkaz. He learned a survivor’s story and he promised to carry it with him so he could retell it at a gathering in our nations’ capital; scheduled to take place on the hundredth anniversary of liberation in 2045.

Abe Baron’s story is truly one of courage and endurance, but most significantly it is a story of faith. After surviving six separate concentration camps, enduring all the deprivations, witnessing so much pain and surrounded by so much death, Abe met his wife Sari at Buchenwald.  After her liberation she traveled from camp to camp hoping to find her father.  She never did, but she met Abe. He spoke Polish, she Hungarian.  They married, came to this country, raised families and stayed committed observant Jews. They refused to give Hitler that posthumous victory by abandoning their faith.  Like so many survivors, they lovingly transmit Torah to their children and grandchildren.

Contemporary teacher Irving Greenberg has a fascinating understanding of this.  He says that during the Shoah, the covenant was broken.  God had promised to bless Abraham and Isaac’s descendents if they upheld their part of the agreement and curse them if they abrogated it. The biblical text is very specific in listing the horrible curses that would befall us if the pact were broken.  And those biblical curses came true. In fact, they seem benign in comparison to what actually happened to the Jews in Auschwitz and many other places. 

As a result, Greenberg is left with the startling conclusion that for what ever reason the contract broke.  The curses of the last century constitute the proof.

But equally startling is the fact that even when Jews thought the Torah had been taken from them, they did not stop believing and they did not stop learning.  They continue to recite the Shema and to listen to God’s voice and to respond to the call. They continued to live by the precept “Love your neighbor as yourself,” they learned to defend not only Jews but Judaism.  “Was there ever a faith like this faith?” exclaims Greenberg and writes, “I submit that the authority was broken, but the Jewish people released from its obligations, chose voluntarily to take it on.”  God no longer was in position to command, but the Jewish people voluntarily chose to carry on the mission of teaching and living Torah.

Our presence here this morning, affirms that most of us have chosen to accept that mission as well.  We no longer do so because we are yoked to it; nor because we have been branded by it, but we do so as an expression of our freedom and because we yearn to be uplifted.

Jews of distant centuries felt commanded.  But we do so by choice, as willing volunteers we return to this house of God. (Now, I’m not sure all the teenagers here this morning would agree that they do so, so willingly  — but I dare say if you had protested enough you could have won out. I count you among the volunteers who have chosen to be counted and am proud of you for that).

We are descendents of Isaac and we are descendents of the six million. Our survival is unique in all of history, our claims to that ancestry, nothing short of a miracle.  But it is not just the survival of a genetic pool, a sub set of the human genome that I wish to consider this morning. If we are here we need to be affirming something greater than mere survival, -- there must be content to what we are all about.

So I have a challenge this morning; not by way of command – surely I know that a Reform rabbi has no such authority over his or her flock, nor do I want to make a guilt inducing plea.  We major in guilt and there’s plenty enough to go around. No it is a challenge that seeks a voluntary affirmation, and that is to put Torah, to put Jewish learning on the agenda for the coming year.

Yes, because of our experiences as I discussed last night, we are, we will always be proud defenders of the State of Israel. Yes, we are, we will always be bold and vigilant protectors of Jewish life when anti-Semitism rears its head here or abroad.  But at the heart of the Jewish people beats our Jewish faith and at the heart of the Jewish faith pulses Torah. (A word that we use not just to describe the first five biblical books, but a word that implies the entire corpus of Jewish knowledge.)  For Jews, faith begins with Torah and Torah is sustained by learning. And I worry that too many Jews have squandered that inheritance.

We have strengthened ourselves to defend against the enemies that would do us damage from without. Now let us strengthen ourselves to defend against an emptiness within.  Too often, too many of us at our best operate with a 13-year-old's knowledge of Judaism because that was the last time we opened a Jewish book.

There is an irony in the Jewish experience that we witnessed this morning.  Some of our congregants were called to the bema in honor of the fact that within the last year they became what we call adult bar and bat mitzvah.  They did a lot of work – Hebrew learning, additional classes, worship participation – and the catalyst was the fact that they did not become Bar or Bat mitzvah at age thirteen.  If they had – I wonder if they would have taken their adult learning so seriously.  The sad irony is that for many, having had a Bar or Bat mitzvah, rather than being a commitment to a life of Jewish learning is  actually used as an excuse not to continue learning. 

Bar Mitzvah –  I did that at thirteen, there’s no reason for me to attend a class as an adult.  That reasoning is as non-sensical as the golfer who says – oh I broke a ninetly when I was a teenager, why would I consider picking up my clubs again.  And believe me – studying Torah is far less frustrating than playing golf.

A few years back Rabbi Eric Yoffie, President of our reform congregational organization, pointed out another irony.  “Too many of us,” he said, “can name the mother of Jesus, but not the mother of Moses (by the way, her name was Yocheved). We know the author of "Das Kapital," but not the author of the "Guide for the Perplexed" (by the way, it is Maimonides). And when we do study, we too often have been satisfied with a kind of learning that is largely cosmetic and which, if you were remarkably stupid, would be edifying.

But of course we are not remarkably stupid: we are remarkably smart, many highly educated in various fields, but yet hungry for the intellectual splendor and the deep humanity of our heritage. Wonderfully educated in the ways of the world, we are abysmally ignorant in the ways of our people.

"And why is this so important?" Yoffie asks. "Because Torah study is the motor which drives Jewish life and whenever communities neglect it, they have already started on the road to decline. Because you do not wake up one morning and say: 'I'm not going to be Jewish anymore.' Disengagement from Judaism is a process, and it always begins when we turn our back on the study of Torah."

We are at our best when we open our books for help in answering the questions we put to ourselves: what do we believe about God? Some people profess disbelief, but more often than not that is because they have not allowed their God concept to grow and mature as they have. There are challenging sophisticated Jewish ideas for the most searching, skeptical of minds. Since God no longer speaks to us audibly, (and if God did I suspect we would have added layers of troubles) the best way for us to hear the divine voice is through our study of sacred texts.  Study has long been the prime pathway to spirituality.

What has our faith taught us about life after this life? Why is there tragedy and evil in the world?  Why do bad things happen to good people?  Philosophical questions that may have no definitive answer – but brilliant ancient, medieval and modern thinkers have weighed in with far ranging perspectives that speak to us today.

Other questions too. What is our claim on the land of Israel? What are proper reasons for going to war?  I touched on that last night, but a solid foundation in Jewish history and an understanding of the “just war” debates of sages like Maimonides informs our opinions on the situation in Israel or for that matter on Iraq today.

And there are other contemporary questions that challenge so many of us.  What should I do about my frail aging parent who is entering the abyss of dementia? Am I obligated to bring my father into my home?  Am I breaking the commandment to honor if I turn to surrogates when caring for him myself overwhelms me?  While our sages could not possibly fathom the fast array of medical treatments that today can heal and prolong life a remarkable wisdom exists in some of their concerns. 

I regularly have conversations with congregants who grapple with decisions on removing or adding feeding tubes and respirators for their loved ones.  They don’t come to see me because Jim Prosnit has any more sekhel, knowledge about these things than they.  They come to see me because I can share some of the wisdom of Jewish teachings and that can help inform their decisions.  

Just last week a congregant called.  She was contemplating fertility treatments her doctor said could result in multiple births. If that occurred, however, doctors could select which embryo or embryos to eliminate or retain. Could Jewish tradition help her make a decision as to whether or not to go ahead with the treatments? I shared some texts which proved very helpful to her decision. There is a rich reservoir of material that embraces just about everything we embrace as moderns.

These are the questions which touch us. These are the questions about which we care. For some there is a need for others there is just a curiosity, but how inspiring it is to take advantage of the wisdom of those who came before us and then to engage in conversation and debate on those holy words.  Study and learning is the Jewish way. Wrestling with ideas is the Jewish way. Engaging ourselves with the words of Torah is the Jewish way.

After all, according to the Talmud, study leads to precision, precision leads to zeal, zeal leads to cleanliness, cleanliness leads to purity, purity leads to holiness, holiness leads to humility, humility leads to fear of sin, fear of sin leads to saintliness, saintliness leads to possessing the holy spirit, the holy spirit leads to eternal life.  There you have it – sainthood and eternal life – just for picking up a book!

So, today, this Rosh Hashanah, this new year let us make a resolution and together let us help each other in doing the work necessary to fulfill it.  As we embark in a couple weeks on renovating and building this synagogue home we resolve to work on building our Jewish intellects.   Every time we enter we will look for learning opportunities.

Choir, we’ll ask you to learn not just the melodies and harmonies, but what the prayers you’re singing mean. In that way I think you will take your prayers and ours even higher.

Bernie Jacobs, we’ll ask you and the building committee to begin your meetings with a few minutes of study on the dimensions of sacred space.  I’m sure you’ll pick up some things that will inspire our exciting new project.  Some of our committees already start with such moments of study, all should.

Parents when you come to pick up your children from religious school, don’t just stay in your cars.  Come inside, sit in the library we have magazines and books and perhaps some interesting conversation with others who are waiting.  If you spend a half hour by yourself with a book – you’ll be giving yourselves one of the best treats of the week.  

Or drop by — Rabbi Gurevitz and I would love to chat and share some words of Torah.  I’ve noticed that Rabbi Gurevitz is in the habit of leaving her door propped open when she’s in her office and not all that busy. Get to know her informally or in a class — she brings a lot to the table in terms of deep genuine knowledge. 

But we also know that in this community it is not just the clergy who have things to teach.  We are blessed with some very wise and committed lay people who can inspire and enrich. Not only Ira, the Cantor, Elaine and Gail, but there are many, many others who teach our children -- too many to name in fact; and then there are people like Sylvie Neigher, Bari Dworken, Ralph Carruthers, Richard Walden and Barbara Abraham who have already taken the lead in teaching adult classes.  I am confident there are numerous others willing and able to share their knowledge.

Take a good look at the booklet that was distributed this morning.  Take it home. Put it up over your desk, on your fridge and commit yourself to taking the first step. We’ve tried to set out a calendar and program to meet various times of availability and interests.

There are infinite possibilities for entering the world of Jewish learning. It is now our mission to open the doors of that world for you.  We are all voyagers along the same road, some further ahead, some behind, but all of us in search. Never a need to feel badly or embarrassed by where we are on the road. Let us just find our way to it.  Our pursuit is voluntary –and that may make it harder, but no less essential.  For in the words of our morning prayer, Talmud torah k’neged kulam --  the study of Torah exceeds all the other mitzvoth, because it leads to them all.

The Yiddish Poet Jacob Glatstein, who died in 1971 wrote many contemporary lamentations about the Shoah.  In one he put it simply:  “We received the Torah at Sinai and at Lublin we gave it back.”  The Torah may have been returned in Lublin, but it will come back; it is coming back.  It was returned, because in the words of that poet, “dead men don’t praise God/ the Torah was given to the living.”

The men and women of Lublin are dead,  but the men and women of  Tel Aviv and Toronto, of Jerusalem and Johannesburg of New York and Netanya of Beersheba and of Bridgeport  and of a thousand other places are alive.  They –we – are bringing the Torah back.  Blessed are those engaged in the effort.   

In the year ahead, may we say many times over whenever we study because it is so, as we say now:

"Baruch atah Adonai, Eloheinu Melech ha-olam,
asher kid-shahnu b'mitzvotav v'tzee-vahnu
la'asok b'divrei Torah
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"We thank You God for having given us the commandments and commanded us to engage ourselves in words of Torah."

 

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God no longer was in position to command, but the Jewish people voluntarily chose to carry on the mission of teaching and living Torah.. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So I have a challenge this morning; not by way of command – surely I know that a Reform rabbi has no such authority over his or her flock, nor do I want to make a guilt inducing plea.  We major in guilt and there’s plenty enough to go around. No it is a challenge that seeks a voluntary affirmation, and that is to put Torah, to put Jewish learning on the agenda for the coming year.

 

 

 

 

 

Too often, too many of us at our best operate with a 13-year-old's knowledge of Judaism because that was the last time we opened a Jewish book.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 

The Akeidah
Rosh Hashanah 5767/2006
Rabbi Rachel Gurevitz

PART ONE: THE AKEIDAH – AN INTERPRETATIVE TRANSLATION

Part one was delivered in three parts, following directly after each aliyah during the Torah service.  It is an extended translation of Genesis 22 – the Binding of Isaac – that weaves rabbinic midrashim and commentaries from approximately the Second – Twelfth Centuries CE into the actual Biblical text.  Each commentator that imagined additional dialogue or narrative was attempting to provide some insight or explanation for this very challenging and troubling story.  In part one we hear how our ancestors attempted to make meaning of this story and its telling on Rosh Hashanah.  In part two, the sermon delivered at the end of the Torah service, I continue the conversation and add contemporary midrashim to provide new meaning that can speak to us in our day.

ALIYAH 1

And it came to pass after these things that God tested Abraham.  What things were these?  Did you not hear about the squabbles between Isaac and Ishmael that led to Sarah demanding that Hagar and Ishmael be sent out from the house?  You see, just before this story begins, we read that very story.  And some say that it was a squabble between Isaac and Ishmael that led to God testing Abraham.  Unfortunately it seems to be the way with brothers in Genesis – Cain and Abel, and later Jacob and Esau, Joseph and his brothers – none were very good at playing happy families.  And so it was with Isaac and Ishmael.  Ishmael was taunting Isaac and trying to prove why he should inherit from Abraham instead of Isaac.  For Abraham had already promised to circumcise his children when Isaac was born, so Isaac was circumcised at 8 days, while Ishmael was circumcised at 13 years.  And so Ishmael claimed this as proof of his worthiness – he could have resisted had he wanted to, but Isaac had no choice.  In retort, Isaac said to Ishmael, ‘But I would be willing to give up any of my limbs – even my life – if it were demanded of me.’  Had Isaac only known what was in store, perhaps he would not have made so bold a statement.

And so this was the test.  God said to him, ‘Abraham’, and he replied, ‘Here I am.’  Then he said, ‘Please take your son’ – ‘which one?’, asked Abraham; ‘Your only son’ – ‘but both Isaac and Ishmael are sons of mine’; ‘the one that you love’ – ‘but I love them both, even though Ishmael isn’t living here now’ – ‘take Isaac! And go to the land of Moriah, and make a burnt offering of him there on one of the mountains that I will tell to you.’  Why did God drag out telling Abraham who was to be sacrificed?  Perhaps it was to prepare Abraham from the shock of what was about to be asked of him.

Abraham got up very early in the morning – was he in such a rush to sacrifice his son?  Perhaps he couldn’t sleep with anxiety, or perhaps so great was his faith in God that he was eager to carry out his instructions.  Perhaps he wanted to leave before Sarah realized what was going on.  He saddled his ass, and he took two of his young men with him, and Isaac his son.  He hewed the wood for the sacrifice and he rose up and went to the place of which God had told him.

It was the third day, and Abraham lifted up his eyes and saw the place from afar.  For three days they walked?  And not a word between them?  Surely not.  Well, Abraham was contemplating his parting words with Sarah, his wife.  You might have wondered how he convinced a mother to allow her son to be taken off for sacrifice.  Well, he didn’t tell her, of course!  But he had to come up with something.  So he went to Sarah and explained, ‘I learnt God’s ways at an early age, and studied hard as a boy.  But I have failed to give Isaac such an education.  There is a place far off, in Moriah, where a great scholar teaches the lessons of life.  Let me take Isaac there.’  And Sarah, delighted to hear that her son would be the first in the family to get a good university education, gave them her blessing.’

And what of Isaac?  What was he doing while his father was contemplating those events?  Well he had a little visit.  From none other than Satan himself.  Did you think that we Jews don’t believe in Satan?  Not so.  He is a dark angel who visits to lead us astray.  He walked along with Isaac and asked, ‘Do you know where your father is taking you and what he will do with you?’  Isaac replied, ‘We go so that I can study Torah.’  ‘Are you to study before or after he sacrifices you?’ asked Satan.  ‘I trust my fate to my father – he will do what is required of him,’ answered Isaac, because Isaac knew that God spoke with Abraham, and there was always a reason for God’s instructions, even when we mere humans couldn’t work them out.  And so Satan, frustrated that he couldn’t get Isaac to rebel, left the boy alone.  But that wasn’t the end of his attempts to meddle.

Because Isaac did not pay heed to Satan, he made a deep river to intervene on their journey.  When they were up to their necks, Abraham called out to God, ‘You chose me!  You told me that my name would become known throughout the world.  You asked me to bring my son as an offering.  I did not hold back.  But now I am in deep water.  Who will fulfill your commands if we drown?  Who will proclaim your name?’  God replied, ‘My name will be proclaimed through you’, and he dried up the stream.  Perhaps we know what that feels like – as if we are in deep water up to our necks, and we have a crisis of faith.  Well, Abraham was human too.  Who wouldn’t have a crisis of faith at some point during the lead up to such an awful event?

Having seen the place where they were to go, Abraham said to the lads, ‘You stay here with the ass and I and the lad will go over there, and we will praise, and we will return to you.’  Abraham took the wood for the offering and put it on Isaac, his son, and he took the kindling and the knife in his hand and the two of them went on together.

ALIYAH 2

Isaac said to Abraham, his father, ‘My father’, and he replied, ‘Here I am, my son’.  He asked, ‘Behold, here is kindling and the wood, but where is the sheep for the offering?’  Abraham replied, ‘God will see to it that there is a sheep for the offering, my son’.  Who knows what passed between them that moment.  Did Isaac hear the emphasis in his father’s voice: ‘My son – that is what God is providing for this offering’? Perhaps he did, or perhaps not, but he understood that this was the way the story was meant to unfold.

And they came to the place that God had spoken of, and Abraham built an altar there, he laid the wood in order and then bound Isaac his son, and placed him on the altar upon the wood.  When Abraham was about to begin the sacrifice Isaac said, ‘Father, bind my hands and my feet really well, for the urge to live is so strong that when I see the knife coming at me, I may flinch involuntarily, causing the knife to cut improperly, and thus disqualify myself as an offering.  [We see where the concerns of the medieval rabbis lay!]  So I beg you, bind me in such a way that no blemish will befall me.  So Abraham ‘bound his son well.’  Then Isaac said, ‘Don’t tell mother about this while she is standing over a pit or on a rooftop, for she might throw herself down and be killed!’  Then Abraham took the knife to slaughter his son.

The angels were weeping and said to one another, ‘Behold, one who is unique is about to slaughter, and one that is unique is about to be slaughtered.  Master of the Universe, what about your promise to Abraham?’  God said to the angel Michael ‘Well, why are you standing there?  Do not let Abraham go on!’

So an angel of God called to him from the heavens, ‘Abraham, Abraham!’ (he called twice, to make sure Abraham heard and stopped).  And he replied, ‘Here I am!’  He said Do not reach out your hand to the lad; don’t do anything to him, because now I know that you fear God, and you wouldn’t even withhold your son, your only one, from me.’

Abraham said to God, ‘When you commanded me to sacrifice Isaac, I restrained my impulse to remind you that you promised that Isaac would have descendants.  But now I say to you, when Isaac’s descendants sin in the future, you should be mindful on their behalf of the binding of Isaac, and you should be filled with compassion for his children, forgive them, and redeem them from their distress.’

ALIYAH 3
God replied, ‘You have had your say, and now I will have mine.  Isaac’s descendants will sin, and I will have to judge them on New Year’s Day.  However, they should implore me to seek out some merit on their behalf, and they should implore me to remember the binding of Isaac, and should blow the horn of this creature in my presence.’  ‘The horn of which creature?’ asked Abraham.  God answered, ‘Turn around.’

And Abraham lifted his eyes, and he saw behind him, behold, a ram, caught in the thicket by its horns, so he went and took the goat and offered him as a burnt offering instead of his son.  Abraham called the name of that place ‘Adonai-Yireh’, as it is said to this day, ‘in the mountain of Adonai it will be seen.’

Then the angel of God called to Abraham a second time from the heavens.  He said, ‘With myself I have sworn, declares God, because you have done this thing and you did not withhold your son, your only one, indeed I will bless you, and will multiply your descendants to be like the stars in the heavens and like the sand on the shores, and your descendants will possess the gates of their enemies.  Your seed will bring blessing to all the nations of the earth, because you listed to my voice.

Then Abraham returned to his young men, and they arose and went together to Beer Sheva, and Abraham dwelt in Beer Sheva.  But what of Isaac?  Why is he not mentioned as returning?  Some say that he did indeed go on to sit and study on a mountain in Moriah for 3 years, meditating and learning about the meaning of life.  Maybe he needed a little time to calm down and forgive his meshugganeh father.  Ask yourself what you would have done if you had been Abraham or Isaac.

PART TWO – FOLLOWING ON FROM THE TRANSLATION:

The story of the binding of Isaac is one of the most complex and confusing events recounted in the Torah.  It is little wonder that so many rabbis over the ages added narrative, dialogue, and interpretation to try and offer some clearer insight – many of which I quoted and wove into the story in the translation I have just shared with you.

Nevertheless, while the rabbis of past centuries offer one possible conclusion that connects our text with Rosh Hashanah and our call to God to treat us and our failures with compassion, I’m not yet satisfied.  We are told at the start of our story that God tested Abraham.  Did Abraham pass the test?  Was there a ‘right’ answer and, if so, was almost sacrificing his son until an angel’s voice intervened that answer?  Or should Abraham have challenged the initial instruction?  After all, Abraham pleads for the lives of any innocents left in Sodom and Gomorrah – surely how much more so should he plead for the life of his innocent son!  And yet, he doesn’t say a word.

In our time it is difficult not to contemplate this story and Abraham’s actions without thinking today of the sacrifices of sons and daughters, and particularly those made in the name of religion.  Today we have no doubt whatsoever that to even contemplate such behavior is surely misguided.  We cannot believe that anything we would call God could desire such action from humanity.  So what, really, is such a story doing in our holy text?  And why, of all days, is it brought to our attention on Rosh Hashanah?

This year I was brought a step closer to an understanding that I could accept, which I would like to share with you.  It is from an article called ‘God and the face of the other’ by Claire Elise Katz.  She adds a contemporary midrash on the text – seeing ambiguities in the text that enable us to open some new doors to retell the story.

Katz's claim is that Abraham has put down the knife, and has decided not to go through with it, even before he heard the Angel telling him to stop.  If we look back at our text we see, indeed, that the angel does not tell Abraham to lay down the knife; rather he tells him ‘not to lay a hand upon the lad’.  It’s a stretch, I’ll admit, but the rules of making midrash allow us to see anything in the story that does not outright contradict something in the original text.  I think we would all prefer a version of the text where Abraham doesn’t need to wait for divine intervention before he realizes that he must put down the knife.

But even more than this, Katz says that it is because Abraham has seen Isaac's face, and this face-to-face encounter arouses compassion and mercy in Abraham.  He has, therefore, already decided that his duty to the boy trumps his duty to God. She suggests that Abraham is changed when he looks into Isaac's face—before the angel says a word.  In other words, Abraham turns from sheer obedience to God to the ethical.

For Katz, the Akedah becomes the Jewish answer to political policies which see nothing wrong in sacrificing the individual to the "greater good," or blowing up a food market in the name of Allah.  Religion begins with human relations. "To act ethically is not the result of acting in response to a command from God. Rather, to act ethically is already to be in contact with God."

To act ethically is already to be in contact with God.  What a powerful statement.  To be sure, the realm of ethics is often one of complexity too.  But this statement enables us to declare that anyone who claims that they do the will of God, hear the voice of God, or follow the word of God when their actions cause harm and hurt to others is speaking nothing but blasphemy.  Furthermore, to claim the religious path and yet not identify one’s work as the advancement of ethical obligation is to bring to shame to all people of faith.

And so the story of the Akeidah does, indeed, teach us about the wrong kind of sacrifices.  And during the High Holydays we are reminded over and over again about the right kind of sacrifices.  What might these be?

We are told that to utter prayers, and fast, and feel remiss is of no service to God unless we rededicate ourselves to lifting others out of poverty, unless we act from a place of compassion toward others – even others who have done wrong (like the citizens of Nineveh), unless we take action to preserve this planet whose birthday we traditionally celebrate on Rosh Hashanah, enabling future generations to survive and thrive upon it.

  • When we sacrifice family time for a bigger better job… that is the wrong kind of sacrifice.
  • When we sacrifice the air that we breathe, our climate, and our earth for bigger, faster cars, fast-food in throw-away boxes, and so much more in our throw-away non-renewable culture… that is the wrong kind of sacrifice.
  • When we sacrifice the lives of children, the poor and the elderly because our politicians think there is a lack of public will to make the financial contributions required so that everyone can have health insurance… that is the wrong kind of sacrifice.
  • When we sacrifice the lives of people from other places with other cultures – people like those in the villages of Darfur who are the victims of a genocide being orchestrated by the Sudanese government – because it just seems a little too politically complicated to carry out the necessary interventions… that is the wrong kind of sacrifice.

We all know that these are the wrong kind of sacrifices.  We know it and yet we all are guilty.  Because the truth is that, like Abraham, we know what it means to walk with God.  As we will read from Deuteronomy on Yom Kippur afternoon – this Torah that we are given – this teaching – is not up in the heavens or across the ocean that we must send someone else to receive it for us.  It is our hearts to know it and upon our lips to speak it.  Will we wait for the angel to provide some kind of divine intervention or will we act?  We know what it means to live a holy life.  We know what the ethical choices are, in many instances.  Are we prepared to make the right kind of sacrifices to ensure life and health for ourselves, our families, our citizens, our planet?  These are the questions we must ask ourselves this season.  What can you dedicate yourself to anew this year?  How can you do something that will make a difference?

When Abraham had sacrificed the ram in place of Isaac he called the name of that place ‘Adonai-Yireh’ – yireh – it will be seen.  To claim ourselves a people of faith, to believe that we know God, that we act according to God’s will… it will be seen in what we do, not what we say.  To act ethically is already to be in contact with God.  Yearn for that contact, and resolve this year to make the right kinds of sacrifices that can bring you closer to God and, in so doing, closer to each other and to the others beyond our immediate circle of comfort who, like the angel, are also calling on us to act, to help, to care, and to love.

   
The way of Love in Jewish tradition
Rosh Hashanah, Second Day 5767/2006
Rabbi Rachel Gurevitz

Love some one - in God's name
Love some one - for this is the bread of the inner life,
Without which a part of you will starve and die;
and though you feel you must be stern,
even hard, in your life of affairs,
make for yourself at least a little corner,
somewhere in the great world,
where you may unbosom and be kind.
(Max Ehrmann, d. 1945, USA, 'The Desiderata of Happiness')

In his novel, ‘Parnassus on wheels’, the American author Christopher Morley wrote: ‘If one were given five minutes' warning before sudden death, five minutes to say what it had all meant to us, every telephone booth would be occupied by people trying to call up other people to stammer that they loved them.’

Perhaps we might once have questioned his assertion, although I think many of us would have known instinctively that he was right.  However, after 9/11 we can be left in no doubt.  Those in the plane over Pennsylvania who realized that they were likely to die and those trapped in the Towers - the calls they made on their cell phones were filled with messages of love.

If, looking back on the last day of your life, you were to make a list of all the things you most valued and treasured in that life, I’m sure that love would be high on the list of everyone here.  Perhaps it would be specific in nature – love of a spouse, love of family, deep connections with friends.  One way or another, we all recognize that we are somehow not fully alive to this world when we do not experience love.  As Morrie teaches Mitch in ‘Tuesdays with Morrie’ – ‘Love each other or perish.’  We might have sung the words ‘Love makes the world go round’, but the deep and crucial truth of those words are too important to put on hold for another time or another year.

Distorted Love

One of the challenges of talking about a Jewish way of love or, for that matter, any spiritual path of love, is that love has become so distorted in our culture.  Sex sells so much in the commercial world – from chocolate bars to sports cars – desire and lust are confused for love.  Perfumes with names like ‘obsession’ send us the message that love is something that happens to you, overcomes your emotions, and drives you to act in passionate ways.  The problem is, when that phase of ‘falling in love’ is over in our real relationships, we think that something must be wrong and the love between us and another dies.  Not only is this a distortion of the true nature of the love between one person and a life partner, but it also narrows our focus to consider romantic love as the only worthwhile pursuit, to the exclusion of all the others in the world with whom we interact where love is also an essential ingredient.

Just think for a moment of the ways in which our culture teaches us to expend not only energy but also money on the pursuit of romantic love.  Flowers, chocolates, Valentines cards, dinner dates, romantic get-aways, a diamond is forever… Does our society try to ‘sell’ the importance of the love of friendship, or encourage us to reach out and connect with strangers to extend love more broadly in society? 

We have turned romantic love into an idol if we invest all of our emotional energy on just one partner, and only on our immediate family, yet offer so little to the stranger in need. If we can do something to reach out and help, our giving can be one manifestation of true love.  And the wonderful thing about giving out of love is that it never runs out.  Like a candle, you are able to illuminate many people without ever losing your own luminescence.  Giving love only creates more love in the world.

So I’ve talked a little about distorted love.  Love that is restricted to very limited realms of our life, and love that we ‘fall into’ that tricks us into thinking that passionate, romantic love is the only kind worth having.  Now I want to turn to think about how and why we need to re-think love as a spiritual path that shapes the way we look at everything and everyone in our world.  Because to truly understand the spiritual path of love, we begin by looking.  To love, in essence, is about seeing.  To explain, I’ll begin with a story.

Love as a perception

The little girl in the park.

There was once a little girl sitting by herself in the park.  Everyone passed by her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad.  Dressed in a worn pink dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go by.

She never tried to speak.  She never said a word.  Many people passed by her, but no one would stop.  One of the many people who walked by her in the park each day on his way to work was a man named Sam.  One day, during his lunch break, Sam decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see if the little girl would still be there.  Yes, she was there, right in the very spot where she had been that morning, and still with the same sad look in her eyes.  Sam decided, “Today I will make my own move and walk over to the little girl.” 

As he got closer he could see the back of the little girl's dress.  It was grotesquely shaped.  Sam figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no effort to speak to her.  Heaven forbid if you make a step toward assisting someone who is different.

As he got closer, the little girl lowered her eyes slightly to avoid Sam’s intent stare.  As he approached her, Sam could see the shape of her back more clearly.  She was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form.  Sam smiled to let her know it was OK; he was there to help, to talk.

He sat down beside her and opened with a simple, "Hello."  The little girl acted shocked, and stammered a "hi"; after a long stare into Sam’s eyes.  Sam smiled and the little girl shyly smiled back.  They talked until darkness fell and the park was completely empty.  Sam asked the girl why she was so sad.  The little girl looked at him with a sad face said, "Because, I'm different."  He replied immediately, "That you are!"; and smiled.  The little girl acted even sadder and said, "I know."  "Little girl," he said, "you remind me of an angel, sweet and innocent."

She looked at Sam and smiled, then slowly she got to her feet and said, "Really?"  "Yes, you're like a little Guardian Angel sent to watch over all the people walking by."

She nodded her head yes, and smiled.  With that she opened the back of her pink dress and allowed her wings to spread, then she said "I am."  "I'm your Angel," with a twinkle in her eye.  Sam was speechless -- sure he was seeing things.  She said, "For once you thought of someone other than yourself. My job here is done".  Sam got to his feet and said, "Wait, why did no one stop to help an angel?"

She looked at him, smiled, and said, "You're the only one that could see me," and then she was gone.

There is something about recognizing people, and being recognized that is very, very powerful.  In Tractate Brachot of the Talmud (6b) it suggests that if someone greets you and you do not return the greeting, you are like a thief.  But what have you taken from your fellow?  The C12th French rabbinic commentator, Rashi, replies, ‘Recognition’.  Not responding to another, withholding that recognition, is like robbing a pauper of his last possession.

Recognition is not about what’s on the outside.  I’m not talking about recognizing a famous actor or musician on the streets of Westport.  I’m talking about recognizing ‘the other’ from the inside – their interior state.  Jewish law teaches us that, in our dealings with the sick, the bereaved, or the poor, that individual is understood to best know what they need.  You may not be in a position to meet all of those needs, but if you want to fulfill your obligation to try and give assistance, you must begin by seeing them.  You have to recognize how they feel and how they think their suffering could be eased.

So central is this principal of seeing ‘the other’ in Jewish tradition that in another part of the Talmud, tractate Sanhedrin (52b) it even prescribes a particular procedure for carrying out a death sentence in a capital case because it will lead to a less painful death. 

Why should we care about the pain of someone who has done something so dreadful as to be sentenced to death?  Because, the Talmud teaches us, of the biblical commandment, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself’.  How can you love a murderer?!  You can act from a place of love by being mindful of his pain.

So seeing and love have something to do with each other.  Even in romantic love, we often talk about the first stage of dating as ‘seeing someone’. Once we recognize that love is way of seeing, we need to understand that love is not something that happens to us.  In ‘The Mystery of Love’, Marc Gafni writes:
“We can choose to be lovers.  The reason we can choose is because love is not an emotion.  At least not in the sense we are used to thinking about emotions.  We are taught that an emotion is something that happens to us.  We are love-struck…  We talk about falling in love.  But love is a PERCEPTION… It is a perception of the other that often arouses in its wake great and powerful emotion…  it is an internal perception.  It is the ability to see, to intuit, to sense, the infinite divine specialness in the other… A great lover is one who trains, refines, and excels in perception.  When a lover is with you, you have the wonderful sense of having been seen.”

When we think that love only means romantic love, and only focus our attention on loving one person, it is a little like believing that art can only be found in a museum, or music can only be made professionally in a concert hall, or recorded for purchase on a CD.  But:

“Music and art need to pervade all of life.  Every moment is a canvas and possesses its own melody.  Rumi instructs us, ‘Let the beauty that we love be what we do.  There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the Ground’.  So too with falling in love… When you are truly lovingly engaged then through the love of one comes the love of all.  For true love partakes in the essential connectivity of everything...  Too often love is merely a synonym for a radically narrowed circle of caring.  We let only the smallest possible group – sometimes only one person – inside to our Holy of Holies.  We feel alienated, deceitful, or apathetic about the rest of our lives [and the lives of others.  When we do this] the Shechina [God’s presence in our midst] is in exile.”

Being a lover is to perceive beauty.  To see that art is everywhere – inscribed upon every human being.  A parent who carries a photograph of their child around to show to strangers, but never tells their child how special and unique they are, how beautiful they are, who never spends time engaging with their children in a way that communicates how valued they are, this is not truly being a lover.  So often, psychologists will tell us, we find that problems we experience in later life, particularly in our relationships, stem back to our childhood.  Somehow we received a message that we were not worthy of true love; somehow we heard that we were not beautiful or attractive enough. 

Self-Love

These messages, even if they were not explicit, were learnt at an early age, and they become part of our own self-perception.  We are painfully aware of all our flaws and we have little love for ourselves.  Over the High Holydays, when our focus is on teshuvah and forgiveness, when we think about who we need to ask forgiveness from, so often we would find, if we put it to the test, that it is not so hard to gain forgiveness from somebody else if we have the courage to go to them and say ‘sorry’.  But the person we have most difficulty receiving forgiveness from is ourselves.  We don’t look upon our selves through the lens of love.  We can list all of our flaws and imperfections.  We need to learn to look at the beauty we hold within us – and we have to make those gifts and qualities of goodness, generosity, and lovingkindness that we know we have inside be the part of us that we primarily identify with.  If we can train ourselves to do that, then we can also learn to perceive others through this lens of love too. 

It doesn’t mean that evil doesn’t exist in the world.  It doesn’t mean that both we, and others, don’t do hurtful things to each other.  It just means that we don’t let those hurtful things be the primary way in which we label ourselves or other people  - we let them know that we see the beauty in them and perhaps this will encourage them to share more of their beauty and less of their ugliness with the world. 

It doesn’t mean that we don’t recognize when we have done wrong – that is why we have these days of penitence, and why we do teshuvah.  But one can do teshuvah out of fear – fear of what will happen to us if we don’t repent – or we can do teshuvah out of love – out of a desire to draw closer to other people and closer in alliance with the God spark within us.  Because that is really at the heart of the matter.  What is the real secret of the path of love?  Why is it so very important to perceive ourselves and others through the lens of love?

Love as perception of the Divine

D.H. Lawrence writes: ‘What’s the good of man unless there’s a glimpse of a God in him.  And what’s the good of woman unless she’s a glimpse of a Goddess of some sort’.  That is precisely the point!  To love is to perceive God in the other.  And the desire that we all have to be loved is the great desire that God has to be seen in the world.  That is what it really means when we say we are all made ‘B’tzelem Elohim’ – we are all made in the image of God.  Every single one of us on this planet.  No-one is left out.

And so, we also find another teaching in the rabbinic tradition that explains the holy necessity of self-love. “Never say: 'Because I despise myself, let my neighbor be despised with me’.  For if you do so, know whom you despise: a being created in the Divine image”.

 “To love is to become God’s verb.  To love is to see with God’s eyes”. This is no easy task – it is indeed a spiritual challenge that we need to be engaged with our whole lives, noticing each year where we failed to perceive someone through the lens of love, and trying to widen the scope of our love a little more in the year to come.  There is a Hassidic saying that goes: “A Tzaddik once sighed from the depth of his heart: would that I loved the best of human beings as tenderly as God loves the worst.”  During the High Holydays we call out to God’s compassionate virtues, praying that we are looked upon… that God choose to perceive us through the lens of love, and not judgment.

Love your neighbor as yourself.  The ultimate source of loving is recognizing and knowing your neighbor as well as you know yourself. Recognizing that you are both part of something bigger.  Both of you are woven into the seamless cloak of the universe.  Both of you are part of the Unity of existence we call God.

Listen again to Morrie’s lesson to Mitch: ‘Love each other or perish’.  We read about the book of life over the High Holydays, and on Yom Kippur our Torah reading presents life and death, blessing and curse before us and demand of us – ‘Choose life – so that you and your offspring shall live – by loving God, heeding the commands, and holding fast to them”.

Choose life. Love each other or perish.  In other words, choose the path of love.
Hareini m’kabel alai, et mitzvat haboreh, v’ahavta l’reicha kamocha.

   
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