Yom Kippur
I have great admiration for Reed Hastings, the CEO of Netflix. Part of the reason is that Netflix is transforming how we watch and enjoy movies. I can watch all manner of films and TV whenever I want. There is an excellent collection of foreign movies as well, and especially Israeli cinema, to be found there. And now with the advent of streaming I can watch these films wherever I want.
Still that is not the primary reason why I like Hastings. It is instead how he dealt with Qwikster. You may recall that in 2011 Netflix proposed dividing the company in two. Netflix would offer streaming and the new Qwikster would become the DVD by mail service. Hastings also advocated raising the price for these services. Thousands of angry emails poured in to the corporate offices. Nearly 800,000 subscribers dropped Netflix in the fourth quarter of 2011 alone. The stock price dropped from a high of $299 to $53.
So what did Reed Hastings do? He publicly admitted his mistake. He apologized. He changed course. I am sure he had advisors who counseled him against this. I am sure there was at least one expert who suggested that the CEO should never publicly confess his wrongs and admit such an error. A CEO should always exude confidence, right or wrong, they perhaps said. That is not what Hastings did. That is why I admire him. Netflix has rebounded and is now on the road to a successful year. Although it has not regained its original stature, the lesson remains the same. Thus the Talmud counsels: “In a place where the repentant sinner stands even the wholly righteous cannot stand.”
You should love a person who admits their mistakes. And that about sums up Yom Kippur. People too often think that Yom Kippur is about fasting and denial. That is but a means to an end. The intention of the fast is that we are to look away from our desires and look instead at what we might repair and change. It begins with “I’m sorry.” It starts with admitting our mistakes. The goal of this High Holiday is to say “I messed up” and return to basics.
When Reed Hastings was asked what advice he might offer to others he said, “Don’t get distracted by the shiny object. And if a crisis comes, execute on the fundamentals.”
No one is perfect. Everyone makes mistakes. The greater crisis comes when not admitting wrongs, when not offering an apology. Yom Kippur is about our return to the fundamentals of admitting our mistakes and correcting our wrongs. Let us learn this lesson well and be confident in our ability to change rather than holding fast to some fanciful vision of perfection.
Still that is not the primary reason why I like Hastings. It is instead how he dealt with Qwikster. You may recall that in 2011 Netflix proposed dividing the company in two. Netflix would offer streaming and the new Qwikster would become the DVD by mail service. Hastings also advocated raising the price for these services. Thousands of angry emails poured in to the corporate offices. Nearly 800,000 subscribers dropped Netflix in the fourth quarter of 2011 alone. The stock price dropped from a high of $299 to $53.
So what did Reed Hastings do? He publicly admitted his mistake. He apologized. He changed course. I am sure he had advisors who counseled him against this. I am sure there was at least one expert who suggested that the CEO should never publicly confess his wrongs and admit such an error. A CEO should always exude confidence, right or wrong, they perhaps said. That is not what Hastings did. That is why I admire him. Netflix has rebounded and is now on the road to a successful year. Although it has not regained its original stature, the lesson remains the same. Thus the Talmud counsels: “In a place where the repentant sinner stands even the wholly righteous cannot stand.”
You should love a person who admits their mistakes. And that about sums up Yom Kippur. People too often think that Yom Kippur is about fasting and denial. That is but a means to an end. The intention of the fast is that we are to look away from our desires and look instead at what we might repair and change. It begins with “I’m sorry.” It starts with admitting our mistakes. The goal of this High Holiday is to say “I messed up” and return to basics.
When Reed Hastings was asked what advice he might offer to others he said, “Don’t get distracted by the shiny object. And if a crisis comes, execute on the fundamentals.”
No one is perfect. Everyone makes mistakes. The greater crisis comes when not admitting wrongs, when not offering an apology. Yom Kippur is about our return to the fundamentals of admitting our mistakes and correcting our wrongs. Let us learn this lesson well and be confident in our ability to change rather than holding fast to some fanciful vision of perfection.
Learning from the Whirlwind
What follows is the sermon I delivered this Rosh Hashanah Morning. This was programmed to post prior to the start of the holiday and the delivered version will as always contain some minor changes, but for those who wish, the written text follows. By the time you are reading this I hope to say that the sermon was met with resounding nods of agreement and most importantly, a rekindled resolve to act. If it stirred the pot then let it only be for good and in the hopes of building a better future together.
Let us begin with a familiar biblical story. It is the story of Adam and Eve. According to the Torah, God created Adam from the earth and Eve from his rib. God placed them in the Garden of Eden with only one instruction. You can eat from any fruit or vegetable you want except those from the tree of knowledge of good and evil. You know the ending. What is the first thing they did? They ate. “Shira and Ari, we are going to leave you home alone tonight. You can watch whatever you want on TV. Just no HBO after 1 am.” And if you believe that the TV was off and that my children were in bed by midnight, then let me tell you about a talking snake. And the Torah relates. The serpent said to the woman, “Did God really say, you shall not eat of any tree in the garden?” And so the snake convinces the woman to eat the fruit. It is not an apple by the way except for in medieval Christian art, but instead, according to Jewish tradition a pomegranate or etrog. She likes it and gives it to Adam and he eats it and also likes it. What’s not to like about a fruit picked fresh off a tree? Only one problem. God said, Don’t eat it. And now they ate. They gained knowledge, which I always think is a good thing. God confronts them. God says, “Ayekah? Where are you?” Do they admit their wrongs? No, of course not. Adam says, “The woman who You created, she made me do it.” Eve says, “It was the talking snake.” That’s a good one, Shira and Ari. “We forgot to turn the TV off.” Blame the talking snake. Own up. Take responsibility for your mistakes. Correct your failings. God banishes them from the garden and says, “Cursed be the ground because of you; by toil shall you eat of it all the days of your life.” (Genesis 3)
Let us begin with a familiar biblical story. It is the story of Adam and Eve. According to the Torah, God created Adam from the earth and Eve from his rib. God placed them in the Garden of Eden with only one instruction. You can eat from any fruit or vegetable you want except those from the tree of knowledge of good and evil. You know the ending. What is the first thing they did? They ate. “Shira and Ari, we are going to leave you home alone tonight. You can watch whatever you want on TV. Just no HBO after 1 am.” And if you believe that the TV was off and that my children were in bed by midnight, then let me tell you about a talking snake. And the Torah relates. The serpent said to the woman, “Did God really say, you shall not eat of any tree in the garden?” And so the snake convinces the woman to eat the fruit. It is not an apple by the way except for in medieval Christian art, but instead, according to Jewish tradition a pomegranate or etrog. She likes it and gives it to Adam and he eats it and also likes it. What’s not to like about a fruit picked fresh off a tree? Only one problem. God said, Don’t eat it. And now they ate. They gained knowledge, which I always think is a good thing. God confronts them. God says, “Ayekah? Where are you?” Do they admit their wrongs? No, of course not. Adam says, “The woman who You created, she made me do it.” Eve says, “It was the talking snake.” That’s a good one, Shira and Ari. “We forgot to turn the TV off.” Blame the talking snake. Own up. Take responsibility for your mistakes. Correct your failings. God banishes them from the garden and says, “Cursed be the ground because of you; by toil shall you eat of it all the days of your life.” (Genesis 3)
And now we know. Cursed be the ground because of us. Is there any lingering doubt? Do we dare reject science? Our world is no longer Eden. So let me state my claim at the beginning. Climate change is affecting our world. Is the memory of Hurricane Sandy already a distant memory?
Let me offer but a few reminders. Here are the numbers for our own Long Island. According to FEMA, over 95,000 buildings were damaged or destroyed, most by the waters of the devastating storm surge. Nearly 40,000 of those suffered damage greater than 50% of their value. In the weeks that followed we volunteered to help our neighbors. Our congregation partnered with Nechama, a Jewish disaster relief organization, and helped a family with the ugly and messy task of removing waterlogged floorboards. This particular family lacked insurance and so we helped them with those tasks that involved unskilled labor. Ari and I pried up board after board of their dinning room’s wooden floor and carted couches and chairs filled with water to the curb. Most remarkable of all is that we worked alongside not just other congregants but a young man who drove to Long Island from Minnesota and used his two weeks of vacation to volunteer and help out after Superstorm Sandy. Most nights he slept in his car. He worked each and every day of his vacation to help out complete strangers. He appeared motivated by nothing other than a deep sense of altruism. Would we have given up our vacations to help his community if the situation were reversed? On another day I drove to Long Beach to volunteer at FEMA’s disaster relief center. I was overwhelmed by what I saw. The beach parking lot was filled with mountains of trash and debris. The piles of cut trees at the end of driveways and those collecting in Huntington’s parking lots was little in relation to all of these household belongings, furniture and appliances piled along what was only weeks before our beautiful Long Island beaches. 4.4 million cubic yards of debris had to be cleaned up from the Island following the storm. Many of us were without power for weeks. In fact over 1 million customers lost power. Who could forget the gas shortages that followed, the maddening frustration of having to wait in lines for such a basic necessity and then still being unable to find gas? Should I continue? Do we wish to relive those weeks? I ask, has our beloved island been effectively rebuilt? We have restored power and rebuilt boardwalks. But rebuilding is not the same as preparedness. I read that LIPA can now communicate better with repairmen when they are in the field. But better communication and improved emergency management is not the long-term thinking and planning I envision. We have repaired our beautiful beaches and carted away the debris. But the ocean and the Long Island Sound will find its way into our towns once again.
We require a fundamental shift in our thinking. Everything we have done as enormous as these tasks have been is still but small changes. We have eaten of the fruit. Have we gained any new knowledge? Have we learned something new? This is my focus for this morning. What should we have learned from Hurricane Sandy?
The hurricane should have been a wake up call that we can no longer live as we have, that our bargain with nature has failed. We look to generators as if they are permanent fixes, we write about tree removal as if it is redemptive, but so much more must change. We cannot buy a peace with nature. We cannot build walls high enough to protect us from the sea. Nature will win. And yet we go on as if our only plan is a prayer that this storm was in fact once in a lifetime storm. I am not a prophet but I remain convinced that it was not. I remain certain that such storms are the makings of a new and different future for which we are ill prepared.
I am convinced that much of the changes that we see are due to climate change. Perhaps there are among you skeptics, so let me offer some evidence. This past year CO2 measurements in the atmosphere surpassed the scientific red line of 400 parts per million and yet again there was just an article in the day’s papers. According to climate scientists our environment will become increasingly unstable the longer it remains above 350 ppm, a number we passed in 1985. Everyone is aware of the science. True, some discount it. But the evidence is nearly unanimously accepted by scientists. These greenhouse gases make for an increasingly unstable world. Weather patterns change. Ocean levels rise. If they rise only by inches catastrophic consequences can follow. An inch more added to the oceans can mean the difference between a storm surge flooding a city or not. I recognize that some might still be unaccepting. Only last week there was an article that insurance companies are beginning to factor climate change into their risk models. They are beginning to look to complex computer programs to model the future rather than historical examples. In assessing their risk, and of course their investment, they are factoring climate change into the equation. But still we go on with our lives as if Hurricane Sandy is but an aberration the likes of which we will never see again even as our friends on the South Shore are still struggling to lift themselves out of this disaster. If you are still unconvinced, I would refer you to Harvard's Center for Health and the Global Environment. I had the privilege of having dinner with its director, Dr. John Spengler, and a number of its faculty this summer. I was impressed with their strategy. Too often questions of science and reason become mired in politics. This school remains singularly devoted to science. It evaluates the risks, costs and benefits of energy production in scientific terms. Read their paper on the costs to human health of coal power. Learn there that coal generates almost half of the nation’s electricity, but 4/5 of greenhouse gases caused by utilities. In case you still wish to read more, there are flyers with more information.
Science, and even businesses, are tilting towards the need to change our ways. What lags behind? Our political system. And even more importantly, ourselves. Mayor Bloomberg is pushing a plan for how New York City will deal with climate change yet I still have not read of such a plan for Long Island. Here we need one grand plan not hundreds. We remain fractured into towns and villages. Let me say this loud and clear. Unless we find a way to transcend the divisions and the interests of a Long Beach and a Brookville, a Syosset and a Fire Island we will never be ready for nature’s next storm. When it comes to addressing these environmental changes there should be no small local interests but instead unified, communal gestures. Why did we spend millions of dollars to fill in the newly formed breach on Fire Island? This served only a small, local interest. There are days when I feel as if Long Island politics have become akin to my halcyon days when my brother and I would furiously try to stay ahead of the ocean’s waves as we dug tunnels in the sand. The sand of course kept collapsing our tunnels no matter how hard we worked, no matter how high we built the sand castle’s walls. Unless we are able to develop a new approach for all of Long Island nature will win again. Let me correct myself. Nature will always win. But if we make strategic decisions that are in the interest of all of Long Island we will be able to continue to call this place a home. Otherwise all we will leave for our children and grandchildren are private islands powered by personal generators. How I wanted my own generator during the days and weeks following the hurricane. And I do remain grateful to all those who offered us help during the storm, from a hot shower to warm bed, from Wifi to TV’s football games. But a generator is not a communal solution, except perhaps if it is mandated for all gas stations. It is only a private inheritance. Long Island desperately needs a grand, strategic plan. I continue to believe that we are called not to preserve our own private way of life but to make our lives, and the lives of our neighbors, and our world, even better.
What can we do? It is not only about advocating for clean power over coal or LED light bulbs over incandescent. It is not only that every new building project should be green. It is not only about driving less and car-pooling more. Of course small gestures can help. How many times do we meet friends at restaurants rather than sharing a ride? The notion that our lives are independent and private, that community is only an assemblage of “likes” is erroneous. We are bound to each other. No fence, no town borders will create a safe home for ourselves and our children. We require instead a change in attitude. It is a fundamental shift in how we lead our lives.
Let us take counsel from our tradition. For thousands of years our Jewish tradition has taught that we are custodians for our world. It begins with the command to Adam and Eve. While we are certainly allowed, and even encouraged, to enjoy the blessings of this world and while we are obligated to improve our world, we are also commanded to care for nature, to protect the world for ourselves and future generations. The tradition calls this baal tashchit, do not destroy. We are forbidden from wasting or destroying anything. It begins with the food that we throw out after meals and especially parties. It moves to the unnecessary extra miles we drive in our cars. The Talmud argues about the location of factories and in particular tanneries. They must be placed a significant distance from town and never on the west from where the prevailing winds in Israel blow. Even though this industry was crucial in the ancient world, our rabbis recognized their fumes were also dangerous. (Baba Batra 2:9) The parallels are obvious. The concern of the ancients should be our own. Advances in technology and knowledge should not mean a diminution of concern for nature but instead a heightened awareness of our attachment to the natural world.
The second paragraph of the Shema speaks of the rewards and punishments for not observing the commandments. For years the Reform movement removed this from our prayerbooks. But on closer examination we discover an insight from our tradition that is sorely needed for our own age. “If, then, you obey the commandments that I enjoin upon you this day, loving the Lord your God and serving Him with all your heart and soul, I will grant the rain for your land in season, the early rain and the late. You shall gather in your new grain and wine and oil—I will also provide grass in the fields for your cattle—and thus you shall eat your fill.” (Deuteronomy 11) The rewards here all have to do with nature. If we observe, it will rain when it is supposed to rain. Our tradition is intimately tied to nature. So many of our holidays are tied to the seasons and to agriculture. Passover is for example not only our redemption from Egypt but also about the barley harvest. Now that we are no longer farmers we have lost this connection embedded within our beloved tradition and we are poorer for it. We have come to believe that our holidays and our celebrations are divorced from nature, that we can live an isolated existence celebrating our sacred occasions, comfortable in our homes, protected from the storms. Hurricane Sandy changed that. Superstorm Sandy should have awakened us from our slumber and shocked us to change.
To be fair I also discovered something that was good in the midst of the whirlwind. I rediscovered the value of hachnasat orchim, hospitality. Our patriarch Abraham is viewed as the model for hospitality. Three strangers come to visit him. They will soon announce that he and Sarah will become parents. He welcomes them in and prepares for them a meal. Ok, truth be told, he instructs Sarah to cook for them. He slaughters the calf himself, but she had to do all the cooking. The Torah reports: “As soon as he saw them, he ran from the entrance of the tent to greet them and, bowing to the ground, he said, ‘My lords... Let a little water be brought; bathe your feet and recline under the tree. And let me fetch a morsel of bread that you may refresh yourselves...’” (Genesis 18) And what does our tradition make of this? The Rabbis teach: “Hachnasat orchim is greater even than welcoming God’s presence.” (Shabbat 127a)
Once the storm clouds receded from our island, we ventured into the streets. Many of our neighborhood streets were impassible. We walked and visited with neighbors with whom we had only waved when racing down our blocks in our cars, hurrying to our next scheduled activity or meeting. Now, the power was off. The TV’s were silenced. The Internet was muted. There were no schedules to keep. There could be no meetings. All we had was our small neighborhood. We met people for the first time. On those cold evenings there was nothing to do but gather at the one house that had a warm fire and good wine. There we talked and of course complained. There is nothing like complaining to bind people together. And yet as soon as the power was restored we returned to many of our old ways.
Like Adam and Eve, we seem to think we can forever live in Gan Eden. God asks again, “Ayekah?” Where are we going? Back to the talking serpent. The lesson of the Torah is not that snakes can talk, but that nature has a voice. It speaks. It tempts us with its beauty and grandeur. It lulls us into thinking that we can tame it, that we are its master. It deceives us like the serpent. Now we have new knowledge. The storm has passed. The floodwaters have receded. We should have learned that eventually the ocean will always win. We should have known that the winds will beat us back. “And then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind…” (Job 38) Have we listened?
Like many I traveled to the beach this summer. More often than not I find the ocean’s water and waves restorative. But this year I noticed something different. Each morning when we arrived at the water’s edge, carrying our beach chairs, coolers, footballs and towels, I discovered that the beach had been remade. One morning the sands were flattened and we could tip toe into the salt water. Another morning there was a small shelf at the water’s edge from which we could jump into the waves. And still another morning the high tide had left a small pool in which my young niece could comfortably wade. I thought to myself, “If this is the power of the sea on a calm day, if the beaches’ sands can be remade day after day when its waters are calm, how much the more so when whipped up by the winds of a tropical storm.” Who are we to think we can fight its fury and waves. The psalmist declares: “The ocean sounds, O Lord the ocean sounds its thunder, the ocean sounds its pounding. Above the thunder of the mighty waters, more majestic than the breakers of the sea is the Lord, majestic on high.” (Psalm 93)
Let me offer but a few reminders. Here are the numbers for our own Long Island. According to FEMA, over 95,000 buildings were damaged or destroyed, most by the waters of the devastating storm surge. Nearly 40,000 of those suffered damage greater than 50% of their value. In the weeks that followed we volunteered to help our neighbors. Our congregation partnered with Nechama, a Jewish disaster relief organization, and helped a family with the ugly and messy task of removing waterlogged floorboards. This particular family lacked insurance and so we helped them with those tasks that involved unskilled labor. Ari and I pried up board after board of their dinning room’s wooden floor and carted couches and chairs filled with water to the curb. Most remarkable of all is that we worked alongside not just other congregants but a young man who drove to Long Island from Minnesota and used his two weeks of vacation to volunteer and help out after Superstorm Sandy. Most nights he slept in his car. He worked each and every day of his vacation to help out complete strangers. He appeared motivated by nothing other than a deep sense of altruism. Would we have given up our vacations to help his community if the situation were reversed? On another day I drove to Long Beach to volunteer at FEMA’s disaster relief center. I was overwhelmed by what I saw. The beach parking lot was filled with mountains of trash and debris. The piles of cut trees at the end of driveways and those collecting in Huntington’s parking lots was little in relation to all of these household belongings, furniture and appliances piled along what was only weeks before our beautiful Long Island beaches. 4.4 million cubic yards of debris had to be cleaned up from the Island following the storm. Many of us were without power for weeks. In fact over 1 million customers lost power. Who could forget the gas shortages that followed, the maddening frustration of having to wait in lines for such a basic necessity and then still being unable to find gas? Should I continue? Do we wish to relive those weeks? I ask, has our beloved island been effectively rebuilt? We have restored power and rebuilt boardwalks. But rebuilding is not the same as preparedness. I read that LIPA can now communicate better with repairmen when they are in the field. But better communication and improved emergency management is not the long-term thinking and planning I envision. We have repaired our beautiful beaches and carted away the debris. But the ocean and the Long Island Sound will find its way into our towns once again.
We require a fundamental shift in our thinking. Everything we have done as enormous as these tasks have been is still but small changes. We have eaten of the fruit. Have we gained any new knowledge? Have we learned something new? This is my focus for this morning. What should we have learned from Hurricane Sandy?
The hurricane should have been a wake up call that we can no longer live as we have, that our bargain with nature has failed. We look to generators as if they are permanent fixes, we write about tree removal as if it is redemptive, but so much more must change. We cannot buy a peace with nature. We cannot build walls high enough to protect us from the sea. Nature will win. And yet we go on as if our only plan is a prayer that this storm was in fact once in a lifetime storm. I am not a prophet but I remain convinced that it was not. I remain certain that such storms are the makings of a new and different future for which we are ill prepared.
I am convinced that much of the changes that we see are due to climate change. Perhaps there are among you skeptics, so let me offer some evidence. This past year CO2 measurements in the atmosphere surpassed the scientific red line of 400 parts per million and yet again there was just an article in the day’s papers. According to climate scientists our environment will become increasingly unstable the longer it remains above 350 ppm, a number we passed in 1985. Everyone is aware of the science. True, some discount it. But the evidence is nearly unanimously accepted by scientists. These greenhouse gases make for an increasingly unstable world. Weather patterns change. Ocean levels rise. If they rise only by inches catastrophic consequences can follow. An inch more added to the oceans can mean the difference between a storm surge flooding a city or not. I recognize that some might still be unaccepting. Only last week there was an article that insurance companies are beginning to factor climate change into their risk models. They are beginning to look to complex computer programs to model the future rather than historical examples. In assessing their risk, and of course their investment, they are factoring climate change into the equation. But still we go on with our lives as if Hurricane Sandy is but an aberration the likes of which we will never see again even as our friends on the South Shore are still struggling to lift themselves out of this disaster. If you are still unconvinced, I would refer you to Harvard's Center for Health and the Global Environment. I had the privilege of having dinner with its director, Dr. John Spengler, and a number of its faculty this summer. I was impressed with their strategy. Too often questions of science and reason become mired in politics. This school remains singularly devoted to science. It evaluates the risks, costs and benefits of energy production in scientific terms. Read their paper on the costs to human health of coal power. Learn there that coal generates almost half of the nation’s electricity, but 4/5 of greenhouse gases caused by utilities. In case you still wish to read more, there are flyers with more information.
Science, and even businesses, are tilting towards the need to change our ways. What lags behind? Our political system. And even more importantly, ourselves. Mayor Bloomberg is pushing a plan for how New York City will deal with climate change yet I still have not read of such a plan for Long Island. Here we need one grand plan not hundreds. We remain fractured into towns and villages. Let me say this loud and clear. Unless we find a way to transcend the divisions and the interests of a Long Beach and a Brookville, a Syosset and a Fire Island we will never be ready for nature’s next storm. When it comes to addressing these environmental changes there should be no small local interests but instead unified, communal gestures. Why did we spend millions of dollars to fill in the newly formed breach on Fire Island? This served only a small, local interest. There are days when I feel as if Long Island politics have become akin to my halcyon days when my brother and I would furiously try to stay ahead of the ocean’s waves as we dug tunnels in the sand. The sand of course kept collapsing our tunnels no matter how hard we worked, no matter how high we built the sand castle’s walls. Unless we are able to develop a new approach for all of Long Island nature will win again. Let me correct myself. Nature will always win. But if we make strategic decisions that are in the interest of all of Long Island we will be able to continue to call this place a home. Otherwise all we will leave for our children and grandchildren are private islands powered by personal generators. How I wanted my own generator during the days and weeks following the hurricane. And I do remain grateful to all those who offered us help during the storm, from a hot shower to warm bed, from Wifi to TV’s football games. But a generator is not a communal solution, except perhaps if it is mandated for all gas stations. It is only a private inheritance. Long Island desperately needs a grand, strategic plan. I continue to believe that we are called not to preserve our own private way of life but to make our lives, and the lives of our neighbors, and our world, even better.
What can we do? It is not only about advocating for clean power over coal or LED light bulbs over incandescent. It is not only that every new building project should be green. It is not only about driving less and car-pooling more. Of course small gestures can help. How many times do we meet friends at restaurants rather than sharing a ride? The notion that our lives are independent and private, that community is only an assemblage of “likes” is erroneous. We are bound to each other. No fence, no town borders will create a safe home for ourselves and our children. We require instead a change in attitude. It is a fundamental shift in how we lead our lives.
Let us take counsel from our tradition. For thousands of years our Jewish tradition has taught that we are custodians for our world. It begins with the command to Adam and Eve. While we are certainly allowed, and even encouraged, to enjoy the blessings of this world and while we are obligated to improve our world, we are also commanded to care for nature, to protect the world for ourselves and future generations. The tradition calls this baal tashchit, do not destroy. We are forbidden from wasting or destroying anything. It begins with the food that we throw out after meals and especially parties. It moves to the unnecessary extra miles we drive in our cars. The Talmud argues about the location of factories and in particular tanneries. They must be placed a significant distance from town and never on the west from where the prevailing winds in Israel blow. Even though this industry was crucial in the ancient world, our rabbis recognized their fumes were also dangerous. (Baba Batra 2:9) The parallels are obvious. The concern of the ancients should be our own. Advances in technology and knowledge should not mean a diminution of concern for nature but instead a heightened awareness of our attachment to the natural world.
The second paragraph of the Shema speaks of the rewards and punishments for not observing the commandments. For years the Reform movement removed this from our prayerbooks. But on closer examination we discover an insight from our tradition that is sorely needed for our own age. “If, then, you obey the commandments that I enjoin upon you this day, loving the Lord your God and serving Him with all your heart and soul, I will grant the rain for your land in season, the early rain and the late. You shall gather in your new grain and wine and oil—I will also provide grass in the fields for your cattle—and thus you shall eat your fill.” (Deuteronomy 11) The rewards here all have to do with nature. If we observe, it will rain when it is supposed to rain. Our tradition is intimately tied to nature. So many of our holidays are tied to the seasons and to agriculture. Passover is for example not only our redemption from Egypt but also about the barley harvest. Now that we are no longer farmers we have lost this connection embedded within our beloved tradition and we are poorer for it. We have come to believe that our holidays and our celebrations are divorced from nature, that we can live an isolated existence celebrating our sacred occasions, comfortable in our homes, protected from the storms. Hurricane Sandy changed that. Superstorm Sandy should have awakened us from our slumber and shocked us to change.
To be fair I also discovered something that was good in the midst of the whirlwind. I rediscovered the value of hachnasat orchim, hospitality. Our patriarch Abraham is viewed as the model for hospitality. Three strangers come to visit him. They will soon announce that he and Sarah will become parents. He welcomes them in and prepares for them a meal. Ok, truth be told, he instructs Sarah to cook for them. He slaughters the calf himself, but she had to do all the cooking. The Torah reports: “As soon as he saw them, he ran from the entrance of the tent to greet them and, bowing to the ground, he said, ‘My lords... Let a little water be brought; bathe your feet and recline under the tree. And let me fetch a morsel of bread that you may refresh yourselves...’” (Genesis 18) And what does our tradition make of this? The Rabbis teach: “Hachnasat orchim is greater even than welcoming God’s presence.” (Shabbat 127a)
Once the storm clouds receded from our island, we ventured into the streets. Many of our neighborhood streets were impassible. We walked and visited with neighbors with whom we had only waved when racing down our blocks in our cars, hurrying to our next scheduled activity or meeting. Now, the power was off. The TV’s were silenced. The Internet was muted. There were no schedules to keep. There could be no meetings. All we had was our small neighborhood. We met people for the first time. On those cold evenings there was nothing to do but gather at the one house that had a warm fire and good wine. There we talked and of course complained. There is nothing like complaining to bind people together. And yet as soon as the power was restored we returned to many of our old ways.
Like Adam and Eve, we seem to think we can forever live in Gan Eden. God asks again, “Ayekah?” Where are we going? Back to the talking serpent. The lesson of the Torah is not that snakes can talk, but that nature has a voice. It speaks. It tempts us with its beauty and grandeur. It lulls us into thinking that we can tame it, that we are its master. It deceives us like the serpent. Now we have new knowledge. The storm has passed. The floodwaters have receded. We should have learned that eventually the ocean will always win. We should have known that the winds will beat us back. “And then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind…” (Job 38) Have we listened?
Like many I traveled to the beach this summer. More often than not I find the ocean’s water and waves restorative. But this year I noticed something different. Each morning when we arrived at the water’s edge, carrying our beach chairs, coolers, footballs and towels, I discovered that the beach had been remade. One morning the sands were flattened and we could tip toe into the salt water. Another morning there was a small shelf at the water’s edge from which we could jump into the waves. And still another morning the high tide had left a small pool in which my young niece could comfortably wade. I thought to myself, “If this is the power of the sea on a calm day, if the beaches’ sands can be remade day after day when its waters are calm, how much the more so when whipped up by the winds of a tropical storm.” Who are we to think we can fight its fury and waves. The psalmist declares: “The ocean sounds, O Lord the ocean sounds its thunder, the ocean sounds its pounding. Above the thunder of the mighty waters, more majestic than the breakers of the sea is the Lord, majestic on high.” (Psalm 93)
Still, even the power of King David’s words will not still my worries. Thus the only question that should remain on our lips, “What new knowledge have I gained? How must my life change? How must our community change?” We know the future will be different. But we only want to rebuild. We want it to be just like it was. Will we continue to build castles of sand or will we summon the courage and fortitude to build something different, and greater, although perhaps smaller, for our children? Will we respond to the thunder of the ocean’s fury and not once again offer the soothing mantra “We will rebuild!” but instead join together to build a new and different and even greater future? I offer this prayer. I cannot pray that the every storm will veer out into the open sea and will never again touch our shores. We do not pray for what is impossible. Instead I pray, may we summon the strength to build something even greater, and safer, and more lasting of our home, of our Long Island.
Rosh Hashanah
Many have asked why the High Holidays occur so early this year. I can’t remember a time when they fell so close to Labor Day. In fact the first night of Hanukkah occurs on the same evening we will be gathering with family and friends to celebrate Thanksgiving. This will never happen again. So although the timing of our fall celebrations is very unusual there is an internal logic to our holiday cycle. The Jewish calendar is a combination of a lunar and solar calendar. Our secular calendar is solar and is 365 years long. The lunar year is 354 days. The secular calendar dictates the seasons. The Jewish holidays are tied to both history and the seasons. Sukkot for example commemorates our wandering in the wilderness as well as the fall harvest. If we only followed a lunar calendar then our year would lose 11 days relative to the solar calendar and then Sukkot would eventually occur in the summer and then winter and then spring until finally returning to its proper season.
We therefore add a leap month every two or three years in order to keep the holidays within their proper seasons. So Rosh Hashanah can occur sometime between the beginning of September and the beginning of October. We will add this month in the coming spring between Hanukkah and Purim. By the time Passover arrives we will celebrate our seders in the middle of April. And so although Rosh Hashanah feels early the rhythm of the Jewish calendar always helps to orient our lives. Rosh Hashanah always arrives in between late summer and early fall. It occurs as the seasons are shifting and turning. And that is part of its message for our lives.
The power of Rosh Hashanah is conveyed in the beautiful and haunting Unetanah Tokef prayer. “Let us proclaim the sacred power of this day; it is awesome and full of dread. For on this day Your dominion is exalted, Your throne established in steadfast love; there in truth You reign.…” It concludes with the words, “Our origin is dust, and dust is our end. Each of us is a shattered urn, grass that must wither, a flower that will fade, a shadow moving on, a cloud passing by, a particle of dust floating on the wind, a dream soon forgotten.” The prayer’s purpose is to remind us of the power of humility and the goal of turning our thoughts inward towards repair.
We are of course not always given to humility or to bowing in awe. But that is prayer’s purpose. That is its lofty goal. We can only achieve greatness if we correct our failings. We can only reach out to others if we recognize our flaws and give voice to our mistakes. The High Holidays are where we begin. We begin this process of repentance and repair by shouting praises toward heaven.
To begin that effort I urge you to watch this brief video by Carl Sagan. In it he explores the vastness of the universe and the pale, blue dot we call earth. It is perhaps even more humbling than our prayers. That is the place we must begin—the pale, blue dot we call earth and the reorienting qualities of humility and awe in standing before heaven. Our efforts to change always begin with a shift in perspective.
Shanah tovah u’metukah—A good, sweet new year!
Nitzavim
Children often leave their homes accompanied by warnings from their parents. “Don’t drink and drive. Text me if your plans change. Beware of strangers. Don’t do drugs. Watch out for those other kids.”
This is God’s tone as well. The people are nearing the moment when they will cross into the land of Israel. God accompanies them to this door with warnings.
“Well you know that we dwelt in the land of Egypt and that we passed through the midst of various other nations; and you have seen the detestable things and the fetishes of wood and stone, silver and gold that they keep. Perchance there is among you some man or woman, or some clan or tribe, whose heart is even now turning away from the Lord our God to go and worship the gods of those nations—perchance there is among you a stock sprouting poison weed and wormwood. When such a person hears the words of these sanctions, he may fancy himself immune, thinking, ‘I shall be safe, though I follow my own willful heart…’” (Deuteronomy 29:15-19)
Beware of false gods. Beware of temptation. Watch out for those other guys.
The great medieval Jewish philosopher, Moses Maimonides, offers this observation: “It is natural to be influenced, in sentiments and conduct, by one’s neighbors and associates, and observe the customs of one’s fellow citizens. Hence, a person ought constantly to associate with the righteous and frequent the company of the wise…” (Mishneh Torah, Book One, Laws Relating to Ethical Conduct, 6:1)
For parents the greatest worries are matters of life and death. For God’s Torah the greatest danger is idolatry. The idolatry of other nations was apparently very compelling. It stood in stark contrast to the religion of ancient Israel. Idolatry is about the concrete. You can hold the object of worship in your hands. You can touch it. You can see it. Believing in one God is abstract. You cannot see God. You cannot touch God. In the Torah’s and the tradition’s eyes idols were everywhere and an everyday temptation.
This is why we are counseled to make friends with the righteous and wise. This is why we warn our children, “Watch out for those other kids.”
Is this warning effective for our children? Perhaps instead we should honestly discuss with our children (and ourselves) what are the temptations that must be avoided. Let us give them specific names. Let us name that which holds too much power over our hearts. What are today’s idols?
It has long been my belief that the most prevalent idol is not an object. It is instead anger. It is this emotion that we allow to have too much power over our hearts. Moses Maimonides suggested that anger is an idol because we let it rule our lives. An idol is anything to which we ascribe too much importance. This is anger. It is common to all. Everyone is taken in by anger. We bow down to it. We worship at the altar of indignation. We allow it to take over our souls. At times we are unable to even see those we love and those who love us because we become so blinded by anger.
This idol of anger has become even more prevalent in our own day and age because instead of surrounding ourselves with the righteous and wise we surround ourselves with like-minded people. We only talk to those who agree with us. But the measure of true friendship is telling someone when they are wrong. It is telling them when we disagree with them. Anger is actually fueled by agreeing friends. “Yes, you are so right. You were terribly wronged.” are the refrains of the like-minded. Anger is instead overcome by loving disagreements.
Let us banish anger from our hearts. Let us smash this modern idol!
This is God’s tone as well. The people are nearing the moment when they will cross into the land of Israel. God accompanies them to this door with warnings.
“Well you know that we dwelt in the land of Egypt and that we passed through the midst of various other nations; and you have seen the detestable things and the fetishes of wood and stone, silver and gold that they keep. Perchance there is among you some man or woman, or some clan or tribe, whose heart is even now turning away from the Lord our God to go and worship the gods of those nations—perchance there is among you a stock sprouting poison weed and wormwood. When such a person hears the words of these sanctions, he may fancy himself immune, thinking, ‘I shall be safe, though I follow my own willful heart…’” (Deuteronomy 29:15-19)
Beware of false gods. Beware of temptation. Watch out for those other guys.
The great medieval Jewish philosopher, Moses Maimonides, offers this observation: “It is natural to be influenced, in sentiments and conduct, by one’s neighbors and associates, and observe the customs of one’s fellow citizens. Hence, a person ought constantly to associate with the righteous and frequent the company of the wise…” (Mishneh Torah, Book One, Laws Relating to Ethical Conduct, 6:1)
For parents the greatest worries are matters of life and death. For God’s Torah the greatest danger is idolatry. The idolatry of other nations was apparently very compelling. It stood in stark contrast to the religion of ancient Israel. Idolatry is about the concrete. You can hold the object of worship in your hands. You can touch it. You can see it. Believing in one God is abstract. You cannot see God. You cannot touch God. In the Torah’s and the tradition’s eyes idols were everywhere and an everyday temptation.
This is why we are counseled to make friends with the righteous and wise. This is why we warn our children, “Watch out for those other kids.”
Is this warning effective for our children? Perhaps instead we should honestly discuss with our children (and ourselves) what are the temptations that must be avoided. Let us give them specific names. Let us name that which holds too much power over our hearts. What are today’s idols?
It has long been my belief that the most prevalent idol is not an object. It is instead anger. It is this emotion that we allow to have too much power over our hearts. Moses Maimonides suggested that anger is an idol because we let it rule our lives. An idol is anything to which we ascribe too much importance. This is anger. It is common to all. Everyone is taken in by anger. We bow down to it. We worship at the altar of indignation. We allow it to take over our souls. At times we are unable to even see those we love and those who love us because we become so blinded by anger.
This idol of anger has become even more prevalent in our own day and age because instead of surrounding ourselves with the righteous and wise we surround ourselves with like-minded people. We only talk to those who agree with us. But the measure of true friendship is telling someone when they are wrong. It is telling them when we disagree with them. Anger is actually fueled by agreeing friends. “Yes, you are so right. You were terribly wronged.” are the refrains of the like-minded. Anger is instead overcome by loving disagreements.
Let us banish anger from our hearts. Let us smash this modern idol!
Still I warn my children…
Lobsters and Synagogues
James Surowiecki: The Surprising Complexity of Lobster Prices : The New Yorker
James Surowiecki writes in The New Yorker about the complex pricing of lobsters. Apparently because of climate change there are too many lobsters and so lobstermen are forced to sell their catch for lower and lower prices. Some are barely able to stay in business. They have of course fixed costs like their boats, cages, crew and gas. Sound familiar yet? We have heating, air conditioning, roofs and staff. Despite their lower costs, restaurants have not lowered the price of lobster dishes. People value a good lobster dish, apparently. The price of delicacies are directly related to people's appreciation for them. Most people believe that a cheap lobster, like an inexpensive wine, tastes inferior even though you can obviously have an excellent $20 bottle of wine and a terrible $100 bottle.
Much of taste is related to perception. And so it is with synagogues. Let us be forthright. There are more synagogues than the Jewish community, and Jews, are willing to support. This is not because of climate change, yet we sense similar seismic shifts. It is primarily a result of shifting demographics and people's dwindling sense of obligation. Many synagogues have therefore resorted to gimmicks and lowering dues. These devalue our institutions. Synagogues become like lobsters, a commodity item.
James Surowiecki writes in The New Yorker about the complex pricing of lobsters. Apparently because of climate change there are too many lobsters and so lobstermen are forced to sell their catch for lower and lower prices. Some are barely able to stay in business. They have of course fixed costs like their boats, cages, crew and gas. Sound familiar yet? We have heating, air conditioning, roofs and staff. Despite their lower costs, restaurants have not lowered the price of lobster dishes. People value a good lobster dish, apparently. The price of delicacies are directly related to people's appreciation for them. Most people believe that a cheap lobster, like an inexpensive wine, tastes inferior even though you can obviously have an excellent $20 bottle of wine and a terrible $100 bottle.
Much of taste is related to perception. And so it is with synagogues. Let us be forthright. There are more synagogues than the Jewish community, and Jews, are willing to support. This is not because of climate change, yet we sense similar seismic shifts. It is primarily a result of shifting demographics and people's dwindling sense of obligation. Many synagogues have therefore resorted to gimmicks and lowering dues. These devalue our institutions. Synagogues become like lobsters, a commodity item.
I believe instead that synagogues are the foundation of community. I teach that synagogues help to elevate our lives, and I don't only mean our Jewish lives. We are better, and stronger, when we stand together. We can't sell that, and we should not sell that, for cheap. We demean ourselves when we do so. We then turn synagogues into a commodity and not a value. I refuse to cheapen what I believe. I refuse to lessen what we must value. Community requires investment. It demands work.
Back to lobsters. Surowiecki writes:
Setting lobster prices is not, in other words, a matter of just adding a markup to costs. It’s a surprisingly complex attempt to both respond to and shape what customers want. The key, though, is that restaurants are able to adopt such strategies only because the restaurant business is not, at heart, a commodity market.... Commodity producers, by contrast, can make lots of money if the conditions are right, but their fate ultimately depends on the broader economy. Restaurants are trying to insulate themselves from the market; lobstermen are at the mercy of it.
The problem then is that too many synagogues, and their leaders, see themselves as lobstermen rather than fine restaurants.
Ki Tavo
The Jewish people are standing at the edge of the Promised
Land. Moses will not accompany them
across the Jordan River. He offers a
farewell speech filled with warnings and admonitions.
Cursed be anyone who makes a sculptured or molten image…
Cursed be he who insults his father or mother…
Cursed be he who moves his fellow countryman’s landmark…
Cursed be he who misdirects a blind person on his way…
Cursed be he who subverts the rights of the stranger, the
fatherless, and the widow…
…Cursed be he who will not uphold the terms of this
Teaching and observe them.—And all the people shall say, Amen. (Deuteronomy 27)
Too often we read these curses as divine punishments. Instead Deuteronomy’s curses are not threats
but the recognition that our failures and mistakes, and even terrible wrongs, lead
to their own negative consequences and therefore their own curses. Blessings and curses are in fact in our own
hands.
Oftentimes when reading this list I find myself wondering,
“Of course a person who leads a blind person in the wrong direction should be
cursed.” Indeed, what kind of person
would do that? The terrible action is in
fact the curse.
This weekend, my children are packing for college. I offer them advice. I suggest a road map. I lecture them about drinking. I remind them of what might befall them if
they make wrong choices. In the end
their choices must be their own. I
cannot accompany them on their journeys.
Indeed I should not accompany them.
Moses could not cross the Jordan with the people. That is why this day is the day they become a
people. “Silence! Hear, O Israel! Today
you have become the people of the Lord your God: Heed the Lord your God and
observe His commandments and His laws, which I enjoin upon you this day.” They become a people when their leader lets
go and they march forward on their own.
And so listen my children, relish the journey. Learn and grow. Mistakes and failures might befall you. Remember, blessings are within your grasp. The promise always remains the same: “And all these blessings shall come to you, and overtake you...” (Deuteronomy 28:2)
And so listen my children, relish the journey. Learn and grow. Mistakes and failures might befall you. Remember, blessings are within your grasp. The promise always remains the same: “And all these blessings shall come to you, and overtake you...” (Deuteronomy 28:2)
Ki Tetze
The Torah remarks: “If you see your fellow’s ox or sheep
gone astray, do not ignore it; you must take it back to your fellow.” (Deuteronomy 22:1) While I doubt that any of your neighbors has
a pet ox or sheep, the intention is clear.
If we see a dog or cat wandering across our streets we have a
responsibility to find its owner and return it to them. Our tradition stands against the motto of
“to each his own” or “it is not my problem.”
We are responsible for our neighbors.
We have an obligation to our community.
This summer we were forced to replace our roof. In many ways this was the most unsatisfying
of home repairs. It is of course far
from inexpensive. It does not change the
appearance of the house in any appreciable manner, the way, for instance, a new
and less expensive coat of paint would. Still,
we recognized that this would be our responsibility when we purchased the home
ten years ago. Our home is now 25 years
old and it would be unreasonable to expect that the roof would last many more
years.
The Torah portion commands: “When you build a new house, you
shall make a parapet for your roof, so that you do not bring bloodguilt on your
house if anyone should fall from it.”
(Deuteronomy 22:8) In the Middle East roofs are flat and are still used for drying
clothes, socializing and enjoying the cool evening air. The Bible therefore demands that even though
the roof might belong to an individual family the responsibility it entails must
extend to the community at large.
That in a nutshell is the Torah’s perspective and its most
important teaching. Our responsibilities
extend beyond the individual and single family to the community and even
strangers. While a parapet is not the
same as shingles, the intention is the same.
Too often we think that our homes are only about what we see and what we
need. We believe that they are about
making our families more comfortable. While
that is of course true, the Torah teaches that it does not end there. Their beauty is not for us and us alone. Their upkeep is not simply for our families but
also for our neighbors.
Imagine how different the world might be if we viewed the
upkeep of our homes as a responsibility not only to ourselves but to our
neighbors as well. Then even the mundane
repair of a roof can become a holy task.
Then even our homes can become not only for our own sake but for our
neighbors as well.
The other day my neighbor remarked, “Hey Steve, by the way
the new roof looks great.” Perhaps its
ordinary shingles have meaning beyond my home’s four walls.
Shoftim
The biblical basis for baal tashchit (do not destroy) is
found within the laws regarding making war, found in this week’s portion: “When in
your war against a city you have to besiege it a long time in order to capture
it, you must not destroy its trees, wielding the ax against them. You may
eat of them, but you must not cut them down. Are the trees of the field
human to withdraw before you into the besieged city?” (Deuteronomy 20:19)
Too often we focus on the legislation about war. Yet discover here profound teachings about
the environment. “Are the trees of the
field human?” Nature of course commands
respect and admiration. Here, we are
reminded that it demands care and concern as well or perhaps even more so.
The Talmud comments and expands the verse’s meaning: “Whoever
breaks vessels, or tears garments, or destroys a building, or clogs a well, or
does away with food in a destructive manner violates the negative mitzvah of bal
tashchit, do not destroy or waste.” (Kiddushin 32a)
The purpose of this commandment is not only our sacred
responsibility to the world, but also to train our souls and ennoble our
character. Sefer HaChinuch writes: “The
purpose of this mitzvah is to teach us to love that which is good and
worthwhile and to cling to it, so that good becomes a part of us and we will
avoid all that is evil and destructive. This is the way of the righteous
and those who improve society, who love peace and rejoice in the good in people
and bring them close to Torah: That nothing, not even a grain of mustard,
should be lost to the world, that they should regret any loss or destruction
that they see, and if possible they will prevent any destruction that they can.”
(Sefer HaChinuch #529)
The world remains in our hands. Like trees of the field, our one and only world cannot protect
itself. That must be our holy task.
Elul
Although I have never traveled to the national parks of the Western United States I have always found the yellow
leaves and white bark of the aspen to be the most beautiful of trees. Recently I discovered that each stand of trees
is not a collection of individual trees but instead limbs of the same
organism. In fact the world’s largest
living organism is a stand of quaking aspens in Utah’s Fishlake National
Forest. The stand covers over 100 acres
and consists of some 47,000 trees. Scientists
have determined that these trees are in fact one organism, identical to each
other genetically and connected by a single root system. The lesson is clear. They appear to be individuals but are in fact
a unified community.
In one month we will gather to celebrate Rosh Hashanah and
then ten days later Yom Kippur. This
period is called the Ten Days of Repentance.
Its intent is to focus our efforts on changing, on correcting our
failings and mending our relationships.
According to the tradition, this period actually begins with Rosh Hodesh
Elul, the first of the Hebrew month of Elul. That day was yesterday. By this reckoning there are not ten days for
repentance and repair but instead forty.
This number mirrors the days and nights Moses spent on Mount Sinai communing with God. Like Moses we are supposed to use these days
to draw near to God. Unlike Moses we are
to draw closer to God by drawing near to family and friends. We are meant to use these days to seek out
those we have wronged, to offer apologies, to grant forgiveness and at least
try to better ourselves.
Too often we think that such efforts are solitary. We look within, examine our deeds and quietly
vow what we will change. The tradition
views repentance as instead communal. We
recite the Viddui, the litany of wrongs, in the plural. We say:
“Do not be deaf to our pleas, for we are not so arrogant and
stiff-necked as to say before You, our God and God of all ages, we are perfect
and have not sinned; rather do we confess; we have gone astray; we have sinned,
we have transgressed.” Our prayers on
these days are in the plural. The
communal “we” gives us strength to examine our character and correct our
wrongs.
We are lifted by the community. We are made better by
standing together. There is strength to
be found when praying with others. There
is fortitude to be discovered when saying, “For the sin we have committed...”
In the Fall the aspen’s leaves turn a bright, incandescent yellow. In that large stand, the leaves of all 47,000
trees turn as one.
Beauty is in fact communal. We are at our best when we stand with
others. Repentance is a joint effort. There is no greater beauty, and strength,
than a wrong that has been mended and a relationship repaired.
Photograph by Paul C. Rogers, Western Aspen Alliance
Reeh
The Book of Deuteronomy emphasizes that worship in general,
and the sacrifices in particular, can no longer be performed in sanctuaries
throughout the land, but must instead be centralized and moved to one
location. That location will later
become Jerusalem and its Temple .
“When you cross the Jordan and settle in the land that the Lord your God
is allotting to you, and He grants you safety from all your enemies around you
and you live in security, then you must bring everything that I command you to
the site where the Lord your God will choose to establish His name: your burnt
offerings and other sacrifices…” (Deuteronomy 12: 10-11)
Why would the one God need to be confined to this one
place? Moreover, how can God be confined
to one location? Historians and scholars
have puzzled over this law, frequently repeated throughout
Deuteronomy. Biblical scholars suggest
that the reasons for this law are political.
In their view it was written during a time when Israel ’s leaders wanted to
centralize worship, and power, in the capital.
Moses Maimonides, on the other hand, argues that sacrifice is an
inferior form of worship. Prayer is
therefore the ideal. Over time Jewish
law works to limit sacrifice.
Deuteronomy is therefore a step in this educational process. Before eliminating sacrifice entirely, it is
limited and confined to Jerusalem's Temple. Sacrifices can only be
performed in this one location.
Sefer HaHinnukh, a medieval commentary, offers an
interesting explanation. It suggests
that a sanctuary can only inspire people if it is unique and unparalleled. When we can do something anywhere and
everywhere it loses its power and grip over our lives. This is of course why the Western Wall is
such a powerful place and why it holds greater meaning to far more Diaspora
Jews than Israeli Jews. For us it is a
place of pilgrimage. Because we can only visit it infrequently it gains power.
Yet, with the destruction of the Temple in the second century, Judaism became
purposefully decentralized. Many rituals
were moved to the home. Each and every home
became a sanctuary and is called by our tradition, mikdash maat, a small
sanctuary. The sanctuary became not so
much about location but instead about experience. Place became secondary to time. This is how Judaism remains. We mark as holy, days.
The Israeli songwriters Eli Mohar and Yoni Rechter capture
this sentiment when singing about Tel Aviv, a city that a mere 100 years ago
was only a patch of sand.
My God—here we have no Wall, only the sea.
But since you seem to be everywhere
you must be here too.
So when I walk here along the beach
I know that you are with me
and it feels good.
And when I see a tourist
beautiful and tanned
I look at her not only for myself, but also for you
because I know that you are in me
just as I am in you
and maybe I was created
so that from within me you can see
the world you created
with new eyes.
In Tel Aviv there are no ancient walls. And yet this city is also holy becomes it
teems with renewed Jewish life. Thus,
wherever we might find ourselves we mark Shabbat as holy. This is why the Sabbath day is called by Abraham Joshua Heschel,
a sanctuary in time.
Ekev
I am often asked whether or not Judaism believes in heaven
and hell. Usually the question is framed
in the following manner. “Rabbi, Judaism
does not believe in heaven and hell, right?”
The answer comes as a surprise to most.
On the contrary, Judaism does believe in heaven, and even hell. Of course with all things Jewish the answer
does not end there.
First of all our terminology is different. We call heaven, olam haba, the world to come
and hell, gehinnom, or as it is sometimes rendered in common parlance,
gehenna. These ideas developed during
the rabbinic period, alongside their development within early
Christianity. Our images for these
otherworldly abodes, however, are different.
Judaism hesitated to codify a description of olam haba and
gehinnom. It left their details to
rabbinic imaginations and preserved disagreements about its contours. Nonetheless it resolutely affirmed these ideas.
Judaism believes that if God is all-powerful and just, then
the only way that the inequities we observe in this world can be rectified is
through the belief in the world to come. There the scales are re-balanced. Olam haba can be an extraordinarily
comforting idea. It offers healing to
believe that in heaven God cares for the souls of our beloved dead.
Still I recognize that there are difficulties with these
ideas. Too often the reward of heaven,
and the punishment of hell, is used to instill fear. I would prefer that people do good for its
own sake. Even more troubling is the
fact that too often heaven becomes the focus of people’s faith and action. The more fervently they hold on to the other
world the more they appear to let go of their engagement with this world. The here and now becomes a mere gateway to a
better, future place. In extreme
instances there even grows a desire to rush to get this other world. Then our fragile world becomes victimized by
this belief. Focus on today rather than
tomorrow!
This week’s Torah portion alludes to this question in raising
the issue of reward and punishment. The
medieval commentator, Rashi, notices an unusual word in the opening of the
portion. “And if you do obey these rules
and observe them carefully, the Lord your God will maintain faithfully for you
the covenant…He will favor you and bless you and multiply you…” (Deuteronomy
7-12-13) The second word literally
means, “On the heels of” meaning as a consequence of and thus Rashi writes: “If
you will heed the minor commandments which one usually tramples with his heels,
i.e. which a person treats as being of minor importance then God will keep His
promise to you.” Even the smallest of
mitzvot can accumulate for good.
The 19th century chief rabbi of St. Petersburg
and a leader of the Mussar ethical movement, Yitzhak Blazer, adds: “A person
must realize that sometimes a negligible action on his part can decide his fate
in this world and in the World to Come.
Imagine a man who comes to a train station and finds that he has only
enough money to take the train to the station before the one where he wishes to
go. Because he is missing those few
pennies, he will be forced to get off the train at the station before his, and
will never reach his destination. The
same is true in heavenly matters: sometimes a person does not take a small
action, and because of that he will lack sufficient good deeds to tip the
scales in his favor.”
Whether or not one believes in heaven, or even hell, a
reminder that even the smallest of actions has lasting impact is always
required. This can be enough to
transform the here and now.
Vaetchanan
This week’s Torah portion contains one of our most
well-known prayers, the Shema and V’Ahavta. “Hear, O Israel! The
Lord is our God, the Lord is one. You shall love the Lord your God with
all your heart and with all your soul and with all your might.” (Deuteronomy
6:4)
We recite this prayer every time we gather as a community,
but have we ever paused to think about its meaning and ponder its words.
What does it mean to love God? Moreover, how does one love God?
Love can sometimes be challenging and difficult.
This is why there are so many songs and poems about love, especially those
about losing love. The ancient rabbis, in their wisdom, recognized this
difficulty.
The Sefat Emet, a great Hasidic master, teaches that
everyone wants to love God, but distractions and obstacles often get in the
way. By performing mitzvot he taught, we remove these obstacles and
distractions and let our souls fulfill their natural inclination of loving
God. In his worldview righteous acts are
a balm, helping to fill our hearts with generosity, compassion and love.
The Midrash, on the other hand, notices that there are only
three mitzvot that command love. We are commanded to love the
neighbor. We are commanded to love the stranger. These commandments
are given in the Book of Leviticus. We are commanded to love God later,
in the Book of Deuteronomy. The Midrash comments: this teaches that we
learn to love God by practicing love of God’s creatures, by loving our fellow
human beings. We begin by loving those
closest to us and thereby reach towards God.
Both of these commentaries recognize that although love
might be cherished and sought after it is often a difficult to achieve. Nonetheless as Rabbi John used to say, “All you need
is love. All you need is love. All you
need is love, love. Love is all you
need.” Amen. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Women of the Wall Rosh Hodesh Av
Here is a video of Monday's prayer and protest with Women of the Wall.
Devarim
Proclaim Liberty to the Wall
The
Talmud reports that the Temple was destroyed because of baseless hatred among
Jews. On Monday, on Rosh Hodesh Av, the
day that begins the intense mourning period for the destruction of the Temple,
I witnessed the Talmud’s words come to life.
I
accompanied my wife and 300 other women and joined Women of the Wall for their
monthly prayer group. We were called
Nazis and Amalekites, Israel’s ancient sworn enemy. A few eggs were thrown. My friend’s daughters were spit on. We continued to pray. We sang, “Ozi v’zimrat yah—my strength and
songs to God will be my salvation.” (Psalm 118:14)
The
morning began, ironically enough, at Liberty Bell Park where the police
insisted we gather before traveling to the Wall. There we boarded buses for the short drive to
the Dung Gate. We were accompanied by
police cars and then escorted by officers through the entrance to the Western
Wall plaza. Haredi, ultra-Orthodox,
leaders had bused Haredi girls to the Wall ahead of our arrival and filled the
women’s section with 5,000 young girls.
The police determined that it would be impossible for Women of the Wall
to pray at the Wall and so they only allowed the group into an area just inside
the entrance. We stood in a group, enclosed
by police and their barricades, and surrounded by thousands of screaming Haredi
men on one side and women on the other.
They shouted at our prayers. They
blew whistles to drown out our singing of Hatikvah.
Matot-Masei
Although I am currently in Jerusalem studying at the Shalom
Hartman Institute, my thoughts turn to today’s holiday of July 4th. I have been thinking about the soldiers who
over the centuries fought to gain our independence and still, continue to fight
to guarantee our freedom. I have been
thinking about the pain these battles and wars continue to take on our
soldiers.
This past fall there was a powerful article in The New Yorker (Dexter Filkins, “Atonement”) about one soldier’s
journey to gain forgiveness from the Iraqi family he harmed. On April 8, 2003 he and his fellow Marines
had mistakenly shot twenty innocent Iraqi civilians. That day continues to haunt many of the
soldiers of Fox Company, Second Battalion, Twenty-Third Marine Regiment.
Years later, one of its soldiers Lu Lobello sought out one
of the survivors. Margaret Kachadoorian
had made her way, along with her only surviving child, to Glendale
California. She agreed to meet with Lobello. From that meeting and their tentative and emerging
friendship, he gained a measure of forgiveness.
She gained a measure of healing.
Whether or not you agree with the war in Iraq we must stand
with our fellow citizens who fight in our nation’s military. This article was a reminder that we must
recognize the cost and pain to their lives, as well as to the lives of their
families.
This week we read about the Israelite’s war with the
Midianites. God commands the people: “Avenge the
Israelite people on the Midianites…” It is
a bloody campaign. In this war, the
Israelites killed all the Midianite men, took the women and children as captive
and destroyed all their towns. The Torah
offers a ritual for those returning from battle. “You shall then stay outside the camp seven
days; every one among you or among your captives who has slain a person or
touched a corpse shall cleanse himself on the third and seventh days.” (Numbers
31:19)
The
war with the Midianites is disturbing in its ruthlessness. Nonetheless the ritual cleansing for Israel’s
soldiers is an interesting, and perhaps almost forgotten, footnote. Even in biblical times there was recognition of
the struggle for soldiers to return from battle to home. But we continue to focus on the horrors of the
wars fought in our name. Why would God
command us to destroy the Midianites?
How could God desire vengeance? We
argue about the reasons our country went to war in Iraq. We continue to debate whether or not it was a
justified campaign. We forget about our
soldiers.
Our countries have fought many wars. Here in Israel the reminders are
inescapable. As I wander Jerusalem’s
streets, I walk among memorials: “Here fell…during the battle for Jerusalem
during the Six Day War.” The cost of
America’s more recent wars is more distant and for far too many, remote. We tend to forget about the pain that walks
among our soldiers. Our leaders offer
familiar tropes about our soldiers’ sacrifices, and I am sure there will be
mention of these today, but too little about their continued pain. On this July 4th we would do well
to remember their torment.
The Israeli poet, Eliaz Cohen, writes:
You hold back the stream of tears. We go out for a breath of air on
the porch
here I prepared a little corner to write the unfinished novel
now from the fig tree in the year the last leaf falls
everything is filled with symbols you say
you fall on my neck, weeping bitterly
my good, loyal soldier, now at long last it is permitted to cry.
On this July 4th, amidst the barbeques and celebrations,
pause, if but for a moment, and remember and offer a tear for our soldiers’
pain.
Pinhas
I am pleased to share that this week’s "Torah Thoughts" was
published and distributed nationally by the Jewish Federations of North
America. It can be found at this link and read below.
The Talmud counsels: “Rabbi Hisda taught: 'If the zealot comes to
seek counsel, we are never to instruct him to act.'" (Sanhedrin 81b)
And yet the Torah reports that Pinhas was rewarded for his
actions. Here is his story. The people
are gathered on the banks of the Jordan River, poised to enter the land of
Israel. They have become intoxicated with the religion of the Midianites,
sacrificing to their god, Baal-Peor and participating in its festivals.
Moses tries to get the Israelites to stop, issuing laws forbidding such foreign
practices, but they refuse to listen. God becomes enraged.
"Just then one of the Israelites came and brought a
Midianite woman over to his companions... When Pinhas saw this he left
the assembly and taking a spear in his hand he followed the Israelite into the
chamber and stabbed both of them, the Israelite and the woman, through the
belly." The Lord spoke to Moses,
saying, "Pinhas has turned back My wrath from the Israelites by displaying
among them his passion for Me, so that I do not wipe out the Israelite people
in My passion." (Numbers 25) Pinhas' passion tempers God’s
anger. Thus Pinhas renews the covenant between God and the people.
It is for this reason that Pinhas’ memory is recalled at the
brit milah ceremony. As we renew the
covenant through the ritual of circumcision we recall Pinhas. We then welcome the presence of the prophet
Elijah who, in the future, will announce the coming of the messiah. We pray, “This is the chair of Elijah the
prophet who is remembered for good.” Perhaps this young child will prove to be
our people’s redeemer.
Elijah is as well a zealot.
He, like Pinhas, has a violent temper and deals with non-believers with
an equally heavy hand. He kills hundreds of idolaters and worshipers of
Baal. So why are these the heroes we
recall when we circumcise our sons? Is
it possible that the rabbis saw this ritual and its demand that we hold a knife
to our sons as a zealous act? Was this
their nod to the intense passion that is required to perform this mitzvah?
The Torah suggests, in this week’s portion, that an act is
made holy by one’s intention, that the ends justify even extreme means. Pinhas succeeded in ridding the Israelites of
idolatry. Elijah as well bests the
prophets of Baal, bringing the people closer to monotheism. They are thus revered by our tradition. I remain troubled and even appalled. I wonder: why must our passions lead to zealous
actions?
Zealousness and passion are too often intertwined. Passion is desired. Zealousness must be quelled. The knife can be an instrument of holiness or
a tool for murder.
My teacher, Professor Israel Knohl, once remarked that
monotheism is given to such violence. Because
it is adamant that there is only one God it promotes the destruction of other
gods and occasionally, or perhaps too often, their worshippers.
Monotheism is exacting, and even ruthless.
While I hold firm to its belief I remain distant from the actions it too
frequently deems holy.
And so I draw a measure of comfort from the very same
prophet whose actions I abhor. Elijah’s story
concludes with a beautiful estimation of where we might find God. It is
not in a thunderous voice or mighty actions. "There was a great and mighty
wind, splitting mountains and shattering rocks, but the Lord was not in the
wind... After the earthquake—fire; but the Lord was not in the
fire. And after the fire, a still, small voice." (I Kings 19)
This is the Haftarah that is often paired with this week’s
portion. The rabbis offer this reading
as a counterweight. We require passion,
but not zealousness. Not every
disagreement is a threat that necessitates radical action. Believing in one God does not require that we
destroy others, or their followers. A
plurality of beliefs does not negate our own firmly held convictions.
Balak
Balak, the king of the Moabites, grew frightened by the
growing numbers of Israelites, saying, “Now this horde will lick
clean all that is about us as an ox licks up the grass of the field.” (Numbers
22:4) He sent for the prophet Balaam and
commanded him to curse the Israelites.
Balaam saddled his donkey for the journey. Lo and behold the donkey saw an angel of the
Lord and spoke to Balaam preventing him from cursing the Israelites. The animal helped to open the prophet’s eyes
so that he might bless the people. The
story’s irony cannot be missed. The
prophet is blind. The animal sees.
A talking
donkey? The tradition of course views
this as a miracle that we should not question.
The 20th century Jewish philosopher, Franz Rosenzweig,
suggests that he believes the story only when it is read in synagogue or
perhaps it is better to say, at that moment he suspends disbelief and doubt. He said, “On the Shabbos when they read it
from the Torah, I believe it.”
Rabbi
Lawrence Kushner writes: “Taken literally, the whole story is obviously
silly. Or is it? Even though it makes us uncomfortable,
animals can and do know things hidden from human perception and people do
routinely communicate with them.” (Lawrence Kushner and David Mamet, Five Cities of Refuge)
Anyone
who has a pet will affirm this observation.
Animals have an awareness that humans sometimes lack. Birds for example
are able to weather hurricanes and storms far better than we are. Not only are the blessed with the ability to
fly outside of the storm’s path but they are also endowed with an inner
barometer that forewarns them about impending storms. Each species of birds has developed different
strategies for dealing with the weather.
Since
the hurricane we have noticed, for example, that the local osprey have changed
their nesting patterns. In the days
following the storm we spied an osprey on our neighbor’s front lawn. Recently as I rode towards Target Rock along
West Neck Road I discovered an osprey nest on the edge of the causeway. In the past these birds could only be seen
off in the distance atop tall poles.
Since Hurricane Sandy they apparently were forced to build nests in
whatever trees were still left standing.
Usually
when riding, I never stop, except at traffic lights of course. But this moment took my breath away. There, only a few feet above the road was an
osprey nest with chicks in it. Their
parent (I have no way of determining whether it was the mother or father) stood
near its young with a fish in its talons.
I stopped to marvel at nature.
I
breathed in God’s creation. I discovered
amazement at its ability to find rejuvenation.
Even after the devastation of Superstorm Sandy nature returns and is
restored. I listened to the osprey’s
call and its chicks’ whistle. And like
Balaam I sang: “How beautiful are your tents, O Jacob/ Your dwellings, O
Israel!/ Like palm-groves that stretch out,/ Like gardens beside a river,/ Like
aloes planted by the Lord,/ Like cedars beside the water…” (Numbers 24:5-7)
Hukkat
The Israelites are nearing the end of their wandering and will soon cross into the Promised Land. They will require new leadership.
We see the beginnings of this transition in this week’s portion. We read of the deaths of Miriam and Aaron. We also learn that Moses will only be allowed to take the people to the edge of the land. He is punished for an incident that occurs in this Torah portion. The people were without water and again they complained against Moses and Aaron. God instructs these leaders to command a rock to provide water.
We see the beginnings of this transition in this week’s portion. We read of the deaths of Miriam and Aaron. We also learn that Moses will only be allowed to take the people to the edge of the land. He is punished for an incident that occurs in this Torah portion. The people were without water and again they complained against Moses and Aaron. God instructs these leaders to command a rock to provide water.
Instead Moses hits the rock with his staff. He and his brother Aaron scream at the people, “Listen, you rebels, shall we get water for you from this rock?” (Numbers 20:10) Water flows from the rock, but still God is disappointed and responds, “Because you did not trust Me enough to affirm My sanctity in the sight of the Israelite people, therefore you shall not lead this congregation into the land that I have given them.” (20:12)
For millennia rabbinic commentators debated Moses’ sin. Was it that that he did not follow God’s instructions to the letter? Was it that he hit the rock rather than commanding it? Perhaps he did not give proper credit to God for the miracle. Or was it instead that he showed condescension and disdain towards the people he led.
Rabbi Alexander Zusia Friedman, an early 20th century Orthodox leader of Polish Jewry, who was murdered in the Holocaust, wrote: “There is a deeper leadership lesson behind the incident of Moses striking the rock. In order to secure obedience Pharaoh appointed taskmasters who shouted, “Do it or else!” Once the Torah is given, the leaders are to direct the people by speaking and teaching. When people refuse to follow, one should inspire them with words—not sticks.” (Wellspring of Torah)
His interpretation offers an inkling to Moses’ sin. Sometimes successful leadership is a matter of tone. It is about temperament. Moses lost patience with the people he led. His frustration is understandable. Too often the people failed to appreciate the blessings of freedom and instead saw only its struggles and challenges. Nonetheless leadership demands understanding. It requires patience. This week, the elderly Moses loses faith with the people he leads.
And so Moses is forbidden from entering the Promised Land. More often than not we see this as God’s punishment for our hero’s great sin. Perhaps we should read this not so much as punishment but instead as God’s recognition that people will no longer follow a leader who exhibited such disdain towards them. The people could no longer follow a leader who shouted, “Listen, you rebels…”
Today’s leaders no longer have miracles to support their pronouncements. They no longer carry sticks. They have only their speaking and teaching. Sometimes we are tempted to think this is not enough. We see our leaders become frustrated when their visions appear unattainable. We witness people becoming disheartened when dreams go unfulfilled. We are tempted to resort to sticks, to coercion. Then we become like Pharaoh’s taskmasters.
And then no one reaches the Promised Land.
For millennia rabbinic commentators debated Moses’ sin. Was it that that he did not follow God’s instructions to the letter? Was it that he hit the rock rather than commanding it? Perhaps he did not give proper credit to God for the miracle. Or was it instead that he showed condescension and disdain towards the people he led.
Rabbi Alexander Zusia Friedman, an early 20th century Orthodox leader of Polish Jewry, who was murdered in the Holocaust, wrote: “There is a deeper leadership lesson behind the incident of Moses striking the rock. In order to secure obedience Pharaoh appointed taskmasters who shouted, “Do it or else!” Once the Torah is given, the leaders are to direct the people by speaking and teaching. When people refuse to follow, one should inspire them with words—not sticks.” (Wellspring of Torah)
His interpretation offers an inkling to Moses’ sin. Sometimes successful leadership is a matter of tone. It is about temperament. Moses lost patience with the people he led. His frustration is understandable. Too often the people failed to appreciate the blessings of freedom and instead saw only its struggles and challenges. Nonetheless leadership demands understanding. It requires patience. This week, the elderly Moses loses faith with the people he leads.
And so Moses is forbidden from entering the Promised Land. More often than not we see this as God’s punishment for our hero’s great sin. Perhaps we should read this not so much as punishment but instead as God’s recognition that people will no longer follow a leader who exhibited such disdain towards them. The people could no longer follow a leader who shouted, “Listen, you rebels…”
Today’s leaders no longer have miracles to support their pronouncements. They no longer carry sticks. They have only their speaking and teaching. Sometimes we are tempted to think this is not enough. We see our leaders become frustrated when their visions appear unattainable. We witness people becoming disheartened when dreams go unfulfilled. We are tempted to resort to sticks, to coercion. Then we become like Pharaoh’s taskmasters.
And then no one reaches the Promised Land.
Korach
This week’s Torah portion is about Korach and the rebellion
he leads. Korach and his followers rebel
against Moses and his leadership, claiming: “You have gone too far! For the community are holy, all of them, and
the Lord is in their midst. Why then do
you raise yourselves above the Lord’s congregation?” (Numbers 16:3) Korach is severely punished for questioning
Moses.
There is a debate regarding Korach’s sin. What was his terrible wrong? Most agree that he should not have questioned
Moses during such a difficult period.
The people were wandering through the wilderness. They required decisive leadership. The community needed to be unified. Korach sought to sow divisiveness when unity
was demanded.
But there appears more to Korach’s words. Yeshayahu Leibowitz, an Israeli scientist and
Jewish philosopher, offers an intriguing interpretation. Korach’s sin is revealed in his claim that
“all the community are holy.” Korach
implies that the people have already achieved their goal of holiness and
nothing more is demanded of them. (Etz Hayim Torah Commentary)
The Torah challenges us, however, to become holy. “You shall be holy, for I the Lord your God
am holy,” the Holiness Code admonishes us. (Leviticus 19). What follows then are primarily a list of
ethical demands. The intention is
clear. What makes us holy are our every
day actions. “Do not favor the poor or
show deference to the rich… Love your
neighbor… You shall have an honest
balance and honest weights…”
But there are people who believe that just by virtue of their
being Jewish they are already as close to God as they need to be. They do not see the challenge in the Torah’s
command. They see it only as privilege. Chosenness in this worldview is not the call
to improve the world that it must be for the Jewish people to realize its
birthright but instead only a blessing conferring privilege.
Holiness is a goal that we must strive to achieve each and
every day. It must forever remain a
future goal not a present day boast. The sin
of Korach was not that he sowed dissent, but instead that he thought the work
was already finished. He believed that there was nothing more he needed to
do. There were no improvements to be
made. His world was already holy, he
appeared to believe.
Holiness must not be a claim of privilege. It is a demand of us made each and every day,
each and every hour, each and every moment.
We become holy by what we do. Our
birthright only acquires holiness through our actions.
Shelach Lecha
How much can an idealist know about the world and still not be defeated by it? Consider love: blind love is surely an inferior sort of love—the expression of the fear that the object of love may not be sufficient to justify it; but hope, too must face the problem of ignorance. With too little knowledge, hope may be a delusion; with too much knowledge, hope may be destroyed. To some extent, idealism is always a defiance of the facts—but defy too many of the facts and you court disaster. People who wish to change the world have a special responsibility to acquaint themselves with the world, in the manner of scouts or spies. (“Flaking Paint and Blemishes,” The New Republic, June 10, 2013)
Herein we gain insight to the sin of the spies detailed in
this week’s portion. Moses commands
twelve spies to scout the land of Israel.
Ten bring back a negative report.
“The country that we traversed and scouted is one that devours its
settlers. All the people that we saw in
it are giants…and we looked like grasshoppers to ourselves, and so we must have
looked to them.” (Numbers 13:32-33)
Really? Every single
one of the inhabitants was a giant? And
you were tiny grasshoppers?
The Hasidic master, Menahem Mendel of Kotzk, teaches:
Did the spies lie? Did they make up what they told the people? Obviously not; they told the people exactly what they had seen…. The truth is not necessarily as things appear, but stems from the depths of the heart, from the sources of one’s faith. Truth and faith go hand in hand, and a person does not acquire truth easily and by a superficial glance. What is required is hard work and effort, wisdom and understanding. The spies did not work at finding the truth in God’s word.
Two spies return with a positive report. They do not deny the challenges ahead and the
battles that will confront the Israelites.
They are also imbued with confidence and seek to inspire the Israelites
about their mission. These spies were
Joshua and Caleb. “Caleb hushed the
people before Moses and said, ‘Let us by all means go up, and we shall gain
possession of [the land], for we shall surely overcome it.’” (Numbers
13:30) For this reason Joshua and Caleb
are the only people among all the Israelites who were born in Egypt as slaves who
were allowed to cross into the freedom that would be found in the land of
Israel. The people who followed them
across the Jordan River were born in the wilderness and not in slavery. Can a slave ever see freedom? Their eyes could only see giants. Those who only see giants blocking their path can never
truly achieve liberation.
Joshua and Caleb did not offer the people an unrealistic
assessment. They did not suggest an
overly optimistic appraisal. Their
message was the proper mixture of reality and hope. You can only lead a people to a better future
if it is a realistic future. You can
only change the world if you know the world.
I recall a modern example.
Years ago, in March 2002, I was in Israel at a rabbinic convention. It was during the height of the second
intifada and there were daily terrorist bombings in Jerusalem. One morning we gathered to hear Shimon
Peres. The night before the Moment Café
was bombed and eleven people were murdered.
One of the young women who lost her life worked in the Foreign Ministry
with Shimon Peres who was then Foreign Minister. He spoke to us about her life, and her
funeral that he had just returned from, but then turned to his vision for a new
Middle East in which Arab states and Israel would share trade and commerce in a
manner similar to the European Union. I
thought to myself, “Is he blind? How can
we build a new Middle East when suffering daily terrorist attacks?” I want a new Middle East as well. I want a Middle East at peace. My dreams must be tempered by present
realities.
Ideals cannot ignore reality. Then again dreams are how we move
forward. Visions are how we change our
destiny. Allow reality, allow terrorism
and fear, to obscure your ideals and the world will indeed never change. Allow dreams to blind you, so that you only
see visions of perfection and not present threats, and you will never find
security and quiet. Going about our
everyday lives is indeed dependent on being unafraid. Building a better future is secured by continuing
to hold ideals in our hearts.
I turn to Wieseltier’s insights: “The world may thwart our
efforts to improve it, but it cannot thwart our conceptions of it improved; and
that is our advantage over it. We can
always resume the struggle.” I rely on Hasidic intuitions. Truth and faith must go hand in hand!