Several weeks ago, I was blessed to celebrate my niece's Bat Mitzvah. Maybe as I have grown older, I have become more aware of it, but I cannot help but notice that Simchas and Tsuris, joyous occasions and sorrowful or difficult occasions occur incredibly close together. Over the last few years, in the age of Covid, we have heard how weddings became “super spreaders”. My niece’s Simcha, her Bat Mitzvah, was no exception. The joy of Shabbat when she read Torah and chanted Haftarah in a women’s service, her poise when she gave her Bat Mitzvah speech in the main sanctuary, the joy of watching my children dance and celebrate at their cousin’s party was greeted the next day with the news that people were testing positive for Covid. As we were preparing to drive my parents to their home in upstate New York and then make our way to Toronto, we noticed that my father did not appear well. Coughing and lethargic, we had him wear a mask, left the car windows open, and the air conditioning on. Five and half hours later, we brought my parents into their home and tested them for Covid. My father tested positive and he began his isolation. By the end of the day, there were a dozen people and three babies who had Covid. A day later our twenty-year-old daughter tested positive for Covid. She and her brother were supposed to go to summer camp the next day. That had to be delayed. 48 hours upon returning my parents to their home, my mother tested positive for covid. However, her case was more severe than my father’s case. Within 36 hours of testing positive, my mother was brought to the hospital due to complications resulting from Covid. She remained there for six days. On Day 5 of her stay in the hospital, our daughter finally tested negative and the next morning I drove her and her brother to camp. Then two days later, my mother came out of the hospital, weakened but on the road to recovery. Within a week, our family went from experiencing the beautiful lifecycle of a young person reaching the age of young adulthood to the stark reality of aging and mortal parents whose vulnerabilities Covid found. Of course, we are not the only ones, Covid has forced us to see with new clarity the blessings and difficulties in life.
This Shabbat we read from Parsha Chukat. Chukat begins by telling us the Law for the Red Heifer. A Chok is a statute for which there is no logical reason. Unlike Mitzvot which is a commandment, and for which reasons and rationale may abound in order for the Mitzvah to make sense, a Chok is simply taken on faith. Unlike a Mishpat, which is a judgment that comes from a specific case/decision, a Chok is seemly plucked out of the air and there is no thought given to decisions. The Chok concerning the Red Heifer is that the individual Priest who prepares the mixture that will render the entire nation spiritually pure, will himself become impure from the mixture. However, the Parsha continues the theme of Chukat following the statute of the Red Heifer. A brief narrative concerning the death of Miriam, the lack of water, and B’nai Yisroel’s resulting anxiety and lack of faith leads to the issuance of another Chuk.
When the people express their fear and anxiety about a lack of water immediately after Miriam’s death, Moshe and Aaron don’t know what to do. God tells them: Kach et HaMateh v’Hakhaeil Et Ha’Edah Ata v’Aharon Achicha v’Dibartem El HaSela L’Eineihem V’Natan Meimav V’Hotzeitah Lahem Mayim Min HaSela V’Hishkita et HaEidah v’Et B’Iram – Hashem spoke to Moshe saying: Take the staff and gather together the assembly, you and Aaron your brother, and speak to the rock before their eyes that it shall give its waters. You shall bring forth for them water from the rock and give drink to the assembly and to their animals (Num. 20:8). This statute was directed at Moshe and Aaron. Like the statute regarding the Parah Aduma, the Red Heifer, this statute directed at Moshe and Aaron also appears to have no apparent logic or reason behind it. Why does Moshe need to take the rod if he has to speak to the rock to get the water? And when Moshe fails to heed the statute, he is punished without any mercy. He is forbidden to lead B’nai Yisroel into Eretz Canaan. The last time God issued such a directive to Moshe (back in the book of Exodus 17:6), Moshe was instructed to strike the rock. Now, without warning, God has changed the way Moshe was to draw water from the rock. Now without warning of the punishment if Moshe fails to heed the directive, Moshe is unable to fulfill his mission and bring B’nai Yisroel into Eretz Canaan. The Parsha concludes with B’nai Yisroel defeating the Amorites and temporarily dwelling on the planes of Moav, on the Eastern side of the Jordan River. The Torah text offers a very simple explanation of Moshe’s sin and ensuing punishment. After striking the rock twice, water came out from the rock, and the assembly drank, God explains the reason for the harsh punishment. Ya’an Lo He’ehmantem Bi L’Hakdisheine L’Einei Bnai Yisroel Lachein Lo Taviu et HaKahal Hazeh el Ha’Aretz Asher Natati Lahem: Because you did not believe in Me to sanctify Me in the eyes of the Children of Israel, therefore you will not bring this congregation to the Land that I have given them (Num. 20:12). The most humble man who had the closest relationship to God, receives perhaps the most hurtful of punishments for a moment of weakness. However, it seems that Moshe’s ultimate shortcoming was that he wasted an opportunity to teach this new generation, this generation that was not familiar with slavery, familiar with life in Egypt, nor directly experience the miracle of the Exodus. Moshe, the greatest teacher, prophet, and transmitter of law and theology missed a glaring opportunity to teach B’nai Yisroel.
When Moshe hit the rock, he not only missed an opportunity to teach a fundamental lesson to this new generation that was coming of age in the Wilderness. By losing his temper, as justified as he may have been, by hitting the rock, he also diminished himself. No longer was he a statesman concerned about the welfare of the community during a moment of crisis. For a brief moment, he became caught up in his own emotion. When such a person with vast amounts of power and responsibility misses a sacred opportunity to teach, explain and create an opportunity for the common folk to draw closer to God, then we can understand the harshness of the punishment. Experiencing the joy of the entire weekend only to be struck with the cold reality of my parents' mortality, made us understand the importance of acknowledging, and cherishing blessings but never getting so caught up that we forget the fragility of our blessings and the lives of our loved ones.
Rav Yitz
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