Wednesday, June 15, 2022

Once In A While You Get Shown The Light; In The Strangest Of Places If You Look At It Right (Robert Hunter & Jerry Garcia - "Scarlet Begonias")

           We have been preparing for this moment since last September’s first day of school. We have talked about it, and we have tried to anticipate our feelings. I tried to downplay it. Earlier this week, our son, our youngest child graduated from high school. Yes, we knew this was going to happen. We circled the date on our calendar. We became acutely aware of this moment with the crossing of various thresholds: acceptance to yeshiva in Israel for his gap year, college acceptances, end of classes, and finally, the completion of his last exam, his senior banquet, and class trip. Despite all the preparation, when our son’s name was announced, my eyes welled up. When his name was announced as the recipient of the Liberal Arts Award for Excellence in English and Humanities, I smiled proudly through tears in my eyes. As I watched him walk out of the auditorium with his diploma, his award, and the big smile on his face; I noticed his blue eyes. His eyes seemed different. Light shone from them. 

          This week we read the third parsha from The Book of Numbers, Parsha Be’Halotcha. In the previous two parshiot: Bemidbar and Naso, B’nai Yisroel takes a census and prepares for its upcoming journey from Sinai to Eretz Canaan. This week, the final preparations are ordered and executed and the departure from Sinai begins. Aaron, Moshe’s brother as well as the Kohen Gadol, lights the lamp for the Mishkan, the entire Levite tribe is purified, offerings made and their service for maintenance of the Mishkan begins. Final instructions for observing Pesach under these new conditions, (they were not leaving Egypt anymore nor had they arrived in the land) were offered, including the case of coming into contact with the deceased and becoming spiritually impure. The narrative tells us the manner in which B’nai Yisroel traveled: sheltered by a cloud during the day and protected by a pillar of fire at night. Then the complaining begins. They complain about the Mannah. They complain about the food. They complain about Moshe’s leadership. Moshe’s sister complains about his wife.

          The first few verses, from which the Parsha gets its name Be’Halotcha seem rather disconnected from the rest of the narrative. Rather, these first few verses seem more connected to the previous Parsha that discussed the various responsibilities of each Levi family and gifts brought by the twelve tribal princes. Left out of last week’s Parsha is the specific role of Aaron and his family.  Now, Aaron is responsible for lighting the Menorah, the Neir Tamid, the eternal light, every day. Aaron is instructed El Mul Pnei HaMenorah- to kindle the lamps toward the face of the Menorah (Num.8:2). What does it mean to kindle lamps (or lights) toward the face of the Menorah? The flames burn leaning towards the center, towards the main trunk of the Menorah.   R’ Ovadia Sforno, the late 15th and early 16th century Italian Rennaissance commentator explains that the three branches on the right side symbolize spiritual pursuits and the three branches on the left symbolize ephemeral pursuits. The flames of each branch bend toward the center to symbolize both the spiritual and the ephemeral bend toward God. The flames on the right symbolize Jewish wisdom and the lamps on the left symbolize secular wisdom. All the flames bend towards the middle to symbolize that all wisdom emanates from God. God is the source of the intellectual and spiritual light. God is the source of knowledge and wisdom.

          The menorah reminds us that knowledge and its pursuit is a Godly endeavor. Indeed, looking into my son’s eyes I saw within him a desire to learn, pursue knowledge, to engage in inquiry and investigation. I saw within him a desire to honestly pursue this intellectual curiosity with passion and honesty. I welled up again, understanding that our son was ready to fuel this light and this passion for learning and I have high school and his teachers to thank.

Peace,
Rav Yitz

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