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Wednesday, July 17, 2019

You Can Trade Your Soul For An Electric Guitar (John Barlow & Bob Weir - "Heaven Help The Fool")



Since last Sunday was particularly quiet, I took a drive and spent the day with my parents. I played some golf with my father, sat by the pool with my mother. When we talk, the subject matter is generally the same thing. My parents spend a lot of time talking to me about our four children: how they have matured, the kind of people they are, their plans, and then, like all Jewish grandparents; they “kvell” (take great joy praising how wonderful their grandchildren are). The next subject is their health. I listen as they share with me their aches and pains and their upcoming doctors' appointments. Often times we discuss Judaism and their Torah classes, and the myriad of questions they may have. Frequently, we discuss the news including politics, Supreme Court decisions and Israel. However, when the news is overly depressing, my parents will discuss sports. After everything that has been going on in Washington DC this past week, my parents and I discussed sports. It was a particularly uninspired week that even my mother joined in our discussion on sports. Thankfully, at this time of year, any discussion centered on sports usually focuses on baseball, free agents, and the trade deadline. We prognosticate as to what our favorite team will do in order to put themselves in the best possible position to win the World Series. During our discussions, my parents and I are always amazed at how a change of environment can truly affect a player’s outlook and performance. Whether it is the organization, the stadium, the fans, the fact that the player has a chance to play in the postseason, or just knowing that they are now playing for a team that wants them; we are always amazed how much better that player performs.
This Shabbat is we read Parsha Balak. In the Parsha, we read an interesting narrative that is filled with suspense, humor, intrigue, an apparent “midseason trade” and even a happy ending. It is interesting to note that throughout the Parsha, the focus is upon the outside world as it relates to the B’nai Yisroel. That is to say, Balak, the king of Moab and the tribe of Midian are the subjects of the Parsha. B’nai Yisroel hovers as the main reason for why the narrative is pertinent; however for once, Bnai Yisroel is not doing something wrong, they are not recipients of God’s anger. Instead, they placidly and temporarily settled on the plains of Moab waiting to enter into Eretz Canaan. Not until the end of the Parsha and only after the narrative of Balak and Bilaam concluded, does the Torah return to a narrative style with Bnai Yisroel as the subject of poor behavior and God’s anger. 
            Bilaam, a soothsayer is hired by Balak to curse Bnai Yisroel. By cursing Bnai Yisroel, Balak believed that this was the only way to defeat Bnai Yisroel since they had successfully waged war on all the indigenous tribes thus far. The donkey that Bilaam rides upon on his way to cursing Bnai Yisroel refuses to respond to Bilaam, Bilaam grows angrier and angrier. The donkey is able to see an Angel of God in the road and Bilaam the soothsayer cannot. So a humorous conversation between Donkey and Soothsayer occurs (this is the funny part). Bilaam eventually realizes that he is unable to curse B’nai Yisroel. Finally, when he is looking from the hills down upon B’nai Yisroel and sees a peaceful, God-fearing community he utters praise instead of curses.   Imagine Balak’s anger and frustration? He hires Bilaam to curse B’nai Yisroel; instead, he blesses B’nai Yisroel! Vayomer Balak El Bilaam Meh Asita Li Lakov Oyvai L’Kachticha V’Hinei
Beirachta Vareich Balak said to Bilaam, “What have you done to me! To curse my enemy have I brought you – but behold, you have even blessed!” (Num. 23:11) Balak’s frustration is something we can all understand. He believed that Bilaam, a powerful soothsayer/prophet was capable of communing with God and deriving the appropriate sign in order to curse Bnai Yisroel. Bilaam’s response is quite revealing: Halo Eit Asher Yasim HaShem B’Fi Oto Eshmor L’Daber! Is it not so that whatever Hashem puts in my mouth, that I must take heed to speak! Essentially Bilaam explains that he can only say what God would have said. If Balak could have traded Bilaam for another soothsayer, he probably would have.
As awful a person as Balak is, and as mercenary a person Bilaam is, we can learn a lot from the exchange of both men.  Balak hired the soothsayer to do a job for which Bilaam was renowned for doing. Bilaam did not live up to his reputation.  Had Balak issued a curse himself, even if it failed, at least he would have felt empowered.  For Bilaam, at least for that moment, he turned inwards, listened to his soul, listened to the donkey, listened to God and his entire attitude changed. At least for the moment, this mercenary soothsayer offered only blessings to the Jewish people. The fact of the matter is that we need to turn inwards, towards our soul. There, in our own soul, we will find holiness. The funny thing about the trade deadline, sometimes it is the trades that don’t get made turn out to be the best.  Rather than trading for another player –looking outwards; teams decide to stick with the personnel that they have and commit to playing better, commit to exerting greater effort, working harder. They look inward and renew a sense of commitment and purpose. 

                Peace,                   
Rav Yitz 

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

There Were Days, And There Were Days And There Were Days Between (Robert Hunter & Jerry Garcia - "Days Between")



            For those of us living in Toronto, New York, Pittsburgh, Chicago and St. Louis; this is a great time of year. With eighteen baseball games left in the regular season, each of these cities is focused upon their respective baseball teams and their push toward the playoffs and division titles.  With three games separating Blue Jays fans and Yankees fans; three games separating Pirates fans from Cardinal fans, and four games separating Pirates fans from Cubs fans; it seems every game every inning and nearly every pitch is fill with anxiety for us fans. Not only are we worried about our team, but we are now focused on the other teams as well. With all that concern for the plight of the other team, all the anxiety is now doubled. My son and I find ourselves cheering for our team to win and the other team to lose. It makes for tense evenings but incredibly exciting as well. There really is nothing like the excitement in a city when it is in a pennant race. Part of the excitement is a result of the fact that there are still question regarding these respective divisions. No single team has clinchedcitement is a result of the fact that there are still question regarding these respective divisions. No single te, the final answer is unknown. One thing is for sure, over the course of these final eighteen games, there will be one game, one moment when the questions will be answered, the winner will be evident, and there will be clarity regarding playoff match-ups.
            For the Jewish People, we are keenly aware that it is also a very special time of year, albeit not due to baseball. We are in the midst of a very spiritual time of year. We are in the midst of a ten day period from Rosh HaShanah until Yom Kippur knows as the Aseret Yamei T’shuvah – the Ten Days of Repentance. As the name suggests, this is the time of year in which we seek M’chila or forgiveness for any transgression we have committed. We seek forgiveness from God, and we seek forgiveness from family and friends. Mostly, it seems to me, that during these ten days we honestly look at ourselves and assume that we have hurt others instead of being shocked when we find out that we are capable of hurting another. The ability to engage in this process known as Tshuvah, the process of returning to holiest aspect of our being, requires great clarity. Sometimes clarity occurs during on a beautiful autumn day. Sometimes clarity comes on a starry night. Sometimes clarity comes while sipping coffee at sunrise. Sometimes clarity comes at childbirth. Sometimes clarity comes when you tuck your children into bed and wish them sweet dreams. Sometimes clarity comes at the death of a loved one. Sometimes, clarity comes at one's impending death.
            In this week’s Parsha, Va’Yeileich, Moshe is now experiences for the last time a tremendous moment of clarity. However of all the moments of clarity including: the Burning Bush, the Revelation at Sinai, the Personal Revelation when he saw the back of God while defending B’nai Yisroel following the episode of the Golden Calf; it is the moment of death to which we can all relate. It is at the moment of impending death that Moshe has perfect clarity. He sees and understands the anguish that his children will experience as they drift towards and away from their Covenant with God. He sees all that his life has been and he recognizes that while his life will be no more, there will be closure. Ki Yadati Acharei Motie Ki Hashcheit Tashchitun v’Sartem Min HaDerech Asher Tziviti Etchem V’Karat Etchem Ha’Ra’Ah B’Acharit Hayamim Ki Ta’Asu et Ha’Rah B’Einei Adoshem L’Hachiso B’Ma’Asei Y’deichemFor I know that after my death you will surely act corruptly, and you will surely act corruptly, and you will stray from the path that I have commanded you, and evil will befall you at the end of days, if you do what is evil in the eyes of HaShem, to anger Him through your handiwork (Deut.31:29). We should note that closure does not necessarily mean that the content of the closure will be positive, however the process of closure is always positive. Our sages are adamant about the vital importance of closure. If a person engages in Tshuvah, a repentant return to God, and Vidui, confession even if the moment before death it is tantamount to a person who has returned to living a life of Mitzvot. In a moment of clarity, certainly such a moment exists at death, Moshe has the opportunity to make that moment holy, sanctified, an un-wasted moment.
            On this Shabbat Shuvah, this Shabbat of Return, let us be reminded and strengthened to accept moments of clarity. Let us be wise enough to deal with such moments of clarity in the most holy of endeavors. Let us be pro-active enough to take advantage of moments of clarity by moving towards our loved ones. Let us be spiritually aware enough and realize the absolute importance of moving towards God. Let us not wait until we become aware of an impending loss. Instead, during the Aseret Yamei T’shuva, we should be spiritually clear enough to see every moment as an opportunity to return to that which is holy.
Peace,
Rav Yitz