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Learning From Others
Part I. The Other Firstborns
The Non-Sequitur
We begin by listening to the language of a possuk in this week’s sedrah. Hakadosh Baruch Hu is speaking about the sanctification of the firstborn of the Bnei Yisroel and He says as follows: כִּי לִי כָל בְּכוֹר בִּבְנֵי יִשְׂרָאֵל… בְּיוֹם הַכֹּתִי כָל בְּכוֹר בְּאֶרֶץ מִצְרַיִם הִקְדַּשְׁתִּי אֹתָם לִי – All the firstborn in the Am Yisroel belong to Me, on the day that I smote every firstborn in Egypt, I made them holy to Me (Numbers 8:17).
Now, we have to try and understand that because it seems a strange thing. What’s the connection? ‘On that day when He struck the firstborn of Egypt, the firstborn of the Jews were made holy to serve Hashem.’ What does one have to do with the other?
If it’s a sevara, a logical teaching, that the firstborn of our people should be servants of Hakadosh Baruch Hu, we understand that. The firstborn son inherits the responsibilities of the family and so we expect him to be the leader in the family. And what is the most important function of a family? To encourage each other in avodas Hashem. So the bechor belongs to Hashem in a certain sense. We understand that.
That Could Have Been Us
But here it says something else; it says that ‘because I struck the firstborn of Egypt, that’s why I expect your firstborn to be My servants.’ The bechor Yisroel who saw the trouble coming on the bechor Mitzri was expected to become better because of that. He couldn’t flippantly dismiss the catastrophe he saw; instead Hakadosh Baruch Hu wanted him to use that sight to become full of gratitude that it didn’t happen to him and increase his service of Hashem just because of that.
The Torah is teaching us here that when trouble comes upon others, we shouldn’t imagine that the trouble couldn’t have come upon us. Those who were spared should always think, “If not for the kindness of Hakadosh Baruch Hu, that could have been me.” A wise man once said – he doesn’t deserve his name to be mentioned in this place but his words we could repeat: ‘But for the grace of G-d, there go I.’
Now, there’s a lot to be gained from appreciating what’s being said here, so listen to this principle: Hakadosh Baruch Hu needs in this world what we could call ‘victims’. He needs sufferers, people who will display to the world what it means to experience hardship.
Now, we’re not talking only about sinners, someone who deserves a punishment. That’s why I used the word ‘victims’ – Hakadosh Baruch Hu wants in this world some victims who undergo suffering. Sometimes they deserve it – I imagine many of the bechorei Mitzrayim did – but sometimes not; sometimes it’s for a certain benefit, and sometimes it seems like something that we can’t understand. But we’re not talking now about the reason it happened to him and not to someone else. That’s a different story. Right now our concern is this principle; that Hashem wants the world to witness suffering.
Victims For the Weak Minded
One of the biggest weaknesses of mankind is that they never appreciate their happiness while they have it. It’s an unfortunate fact but it’s true.
And even though people who frequent this place have heard something about it already, you must know you didn’t begin to hear. You didn’t begin yet living successfully.
You want to know what it means to live successfully? Listen now because it might surprise you. When you go through life and you are really happy that you don’t have chas veshalom a sarcoma, a tumor in the knee, that’s called living successfully. We don’t realize how lucky we are.
The Happy Populace
Here’s a man in his hospital room and he’s sitting by the window. He’s getting chemotherapy treatments – he has cancer in his bones – and he looks down at the happy populace walking through the streets carefree. He sees the top of the heads of people moving around, rushing here and there, and he envies every one of them because his legs are not functioning anymore. What would he give to be in their place! But they are oblivious.
And ‘they’ means us, all of us sitting here. We don’t know that there’s a man looking down at us wishing he could be ‘walking the street like they are;’ we don’t think about it at all! We have no idea how fortunate we are.
And so how will we ever understand how fortunate we are when we stand up after this lecture and we stretch? After Maariv we’ll all stride off into the darkness. We’re gliding; everything is functioning and we walk along without thinking about הַמֵּכִין מִצְעֲדֵי גָּבֶר, the One Who so contrived that our joints function so effortlessly as if they were lubricated with oil in between the moving bones.
The Wonderful Mucus
You know, there are bones that almost touch each other, only there’s a thin layer of mucus tissue that’s constantly lubricated. Miracle of miracles – by just drinking water and eating ordinary foods! The water and food is processed into a certain lubrication – it’s called synovial fluid – that causes the joints to rub against each other without chafing.
Now all of you, I pray to Hakadosh Baruch Hu, will live off all your lives, a career of 120 years, and never experience any discomfort. Wonderful! But it’s a wasted career! If you don’t enjoy your knees and you don’t feel happiness and gratitude and ahavas Hashem because of that, it was a big waste.
And therefore Hakadosh Baruch Hu in His pity does what the possuk says: יוֹרֶה חַטָּאִים בַּדָּרֶךְ – He teaches the chatoim the path (Tehillim 25:8). He shows us pictures so that we can walk on the right path, the path of gratitude and ahavas Hashem.
Rav Miller Learns a Lesson
What type of pictures? So listen to me now. Here’s a man who just recently married. Only two months he’s married and he’s looking forward to a happy career with his kallah and suddenly he has a pain in the thigh and he tries to ignore it but it continues and finally he goes and discovers the news. The doctor says, “It’s sarcoma. Synovial sarcoma.” It means that there’s a cancer growing on his knees, by that fluid that we take for granted.
And he comes to me and he says, “What’s going to happen?”
Now, I know what’s going to happen. And so I told him he should steel himself for what’s in store for him; how he should prepare for a difficult road ahead. He broke down and wept as I was talking to him. We spoke for a long time and then he left.
Of course I davened for him. Every day I davened for him. I cried for him. And we spoke to people, people who know these things, and we found him the best doctors. But I didn’t lose sight of this principle, that Hashem is teaching me how grateful I should be that my knees are healthy. I forgot all about my knees! A frum Jew should glide around all day and not be thanking Hashem for his two healthy knees?! It’s a chatas!
And so ‘Hashem teaches the chatoim the way.’ That’s one of the ways that Hashem teaches mankind. This young man has now become a lesson.
Never Tire Of It
Now why he was elected is not for me to say. It could be that he was a perfectly righteous man and there is some purpose beyond my ken for which he was chosen. But this we can certainly know, that he was chosen in order that we should learn from him. Hakadosh Baruch Hu needs people who should serve as lessons for others because mankind is unaware of their happiness unless they see someone who is unfortunate.
And so, this lecture is going to be listened to by many people outside of this place and they’re going to learn the happiness of having healthy joints and bones. If they’ll listen to this again and again and never tire of it and repeat it to themselves and practice it many times while walking; when they get up in the morning and they get off their beds painlessly they’ll remember this story of this young man who couldn’t get off of his bed. He had to roll off and fall on the floor. It was excruciating pain for him to stand up and the pain never let up, even when he was lying in bed, much less standing up on his legs.
The Greatest Ambition
Now suppose this young man suddenly became well. Do you think he would ignore the fact that his thigh now swung forward effortlessly as he paced the street? That would be to him the greatest happiness. All of the ambitions he had dreamed about, he wouldn’t need any of them to be realized. Even if his kallah would forsake him and even if all his life he remained a pauper, that would be success for him. That he can walk! That his thighs and knees are functioning normally. He would be delirious with joy.
But you? You get up from your bed and you’re a grouch. Your knees are functioning, your thighs are swinging effortlessly; no matter – you don’t even think about it for a second. You would never know how fortunate you are unless somebody was chosen to teach you the lesson! And this young man was elected.
Now don’t recoil at this and say, “Are you telling us we should profit, we should gain happiness, from the misfortunes of others?” Because the answer is yes, my friends. That’s what you’re expected to do. Certainly you should commiserate with them. Certainly you should try to feel their plight and do whatever you can do to help; it’s your first obligation.
But remember always that Hakadosh Baruch Hu is using them to transmit this message to you. The message is being delivered; like when somebody sends you a package but nobody is home. So the mailman leaves a slip, a sticker on the door. But if you never come to pick it up, the package is lost.
Part II. Noticing The Others
The Tragedy of Ignoring
Now, all this seems like just words to people; it’s not taken seriously because everybody has his cares, his ambitions, his petty and not-so-petty dreams, and they think therefore that this subject is perhaps an exaggeration, a poetic attitude. Is that the achievement of life? No, they think; it’s not serious talk. It’s Rabbi Miller talk, that’s all. That’s what people say.
And that’s a great tragedy; I might say it’s the tragedy of life. Because the gifts that Hakadosh Baruch Hu is giving are not only for this world. If it was just that, then how important could it be? It’s not permanent anyhow. In a few years you’ll be עוֹבֵר וּבָּטֵל anyhow, you’ll have your foot in the grave, and so how important could the happiness in this world be? It’s a fleeting thing; eighty years, ninety years.
But actually, happiness with every detail of what Hashem gives you is the greatest achievement of mankind; because from gratitude to Hashem you can become the greatest tzaddik. From happiness you come to awareness of Hashem and love of Hashem. And there’s nothing greater in the world than to love Hashem.
Ahavas Hashem is the top of the ladder. Of all the great achievements the very top is love of Hashem. And the way that leads there most effectively is when a person becomes aware of great joys, the fun that he is being given in this world.
Frum Fun
Now, maybe some tzaddikim will bridle when they hear that word ‘fun’ but it’s the plain truth. A frum Jew is expected to learn how to enjoy life. It doesn’t mean he pursues pleasures in the distorted and crude manner of the hedonist, no. But the frum Jew enjoys the world in the delicate and transcendental manner of someone who understands the happiness of living peacefully and healthfully in this world. And he understands that he should utilize the joys of life, the fun and happiness of life, in order to become a better servant of Hashem because of what He’s doing for him.
And because it’s so important, Hashem, in His kindness, sends you messengers all the time to remind you of your good fortune. That’s what we’re studying now. There are no accidents. It’s a message. It’s messengers and messages.
The Blind Show the Way
And so when you see a blind man, it’s a golden opportunity. Here’s a man tapping away with his stick. Hakadosh Baruch Hu is fulfilling His function of yoreh chataim baderech. He’s teaching you a way of life. How reckless it is to ignore that opportunity!
And don’t say it’s heartless, that it’s not right to think that way. Absolutely it’s right. More than right; it’s an obligation. Nobody can be happy if he doesn’t have a counterfoil to contrast his happiness.
And so, when you see that blind man you’re thinking, “If that man could only open his eyes again and be able to cross the street unaided how happy he would be. Oh, how fun it is for me to cross the street with my eyes instead of a white stick!”
If he could come back to the company of normal mankind would he make a brachah without any feeling in the morning? Just to rattle off, Baruch atah Hashem Elokeinu Melech haolam pokeach ivrim? Oh no! That morning he’ll make a brachah that will raise the roof: פּוֹקֵחַ עִוְּרִים – You give sight to the blind! Ay yay yay! He would cry in happiness. He would dance around the bimah!
The Gift of Eyes
And that’s why he’s there; he’s a messenger, an agent, a shaliach Hakadosh Baruch Hu sent to cross your path that day in order to make you wake up.
You know what it means to wake up? Of course, the first thing is to help. If he needs help crossing the street or whatever it is, you help him. But you should also wake up and realize that you have eyes. It doesn’t have to be that way! Eyes?! Oh ho! To have healthy eyes!
And the next day in the morning when you make that brachah, make it slowly and put some heart in it. But don’t wait until the next day for the technical brachah. The brachah should come from your heart immediately. And whenever you have the opportunity, remind yourself. Whenever you cross the street – I can’t say every time; I wouldn’t demand that of you but at least once a day you think of that man walking in darkness. How happy I am that I can see.
That’s happiness! That’s enjoying life! That’s fun! It’s a great happiness when people learn to enjoy their eyes. Such a great happiness that it becomes the catalyst for gratitude and greater service of Hashem.
Accosted on Ocean Parkway
Now, we have to keep our eyes open always for these messengers. I was walking yesterday on Ocean Parkway. I was minding my own business and then I see, Hashem sent me a package. A boy in a wheelchair; his parents are pushing him, trundling him in a wheelchair. Ah rachmanus. Immediately you can see the face, that he’s not well; a big boy of sixteen. And he’s looking around, like this, his face, his eyes, to the side. Oy, a rachmanus on everybody concerned. You come to tears with such a sight. Oy, a pity!
But the greatest pity is on you. Because that boy must exist in the world; it’s a chessed Hashem to teach us how to enjoy our normal children, how to be happy with our normal minds. And if you walk away and don’t utilize that scene then you’re the loser. He’s not the loser. You must know Hakadosh Baruch Hu is not going to do injustice to him and when his time comes in the Next World he’s going to be compensated for doing his job. He worked faithfully all his years in acting his part.
As he was riding down the street in his wheelchair and he was turning his head from side to side, and his lips were opening wide, he was teaching us a lesson that we should not have failed to learn. So Hakadosh Baruch Hu is going to reward him. He’ll get full pay. In the Next World, he’ll be rewarded like a tzaddik. Because he is; he didn’t sin. And he was useful. The pity is on us because we will be called to task for not using that messenger.
Shake A Leg
I once was walking in the street with a man, a man from Bangor, Maine. We were walking in the street and he was limping. He told me, “You know what happened now? My hip is becoming fused together with the pelvis. The body is depositing calcium so the thigh and pelvis are growing together.”
Eventually, one day, he won’t be able to move his foot at all. A terrible thing.
But is it you? It’s not you? Chilutz atzamos! Try it. Shake a limb! Chilutz atzamos – baruch Hashem the bones are moving in the sockets! That’s a happiness! I’m serious about that! That’s chilutz atamos. The Gemara calls it happiness, chilutz atzamos. The bones are limber.
A Million Dollar Kidney
You say, “That’s all?! Chilutz atzamos? I’d like to do other things. I’d like to have, let’s say, a million dollars on Wall Street.”
A million dollars on Wall Street! I knew a very wealthy man – he was on Wall Street and he had more than a million dollars – but he had no kidneys at all. And three times a week he had to make dialysis. He had a big machine of his own in his house. He could afford to have a nurse too. But every week, he had to put the needle of dialysis in a different place. His whole body was full of holes already. They were looking for a place where they could put the needle in again. A rachmonus on him.
And he was trying all his life to find somebody who would give him a kidney. So his mother gave him a kidney. It didn’t work. His body rejected it. His brother made an operation and gave him a kidney. Also no good.
And you have two kidneys! You have one to spare.
And you’re dissatisfied? You’re unhappy? So Hakadosh Baruch Hu has a taanah on you. I sent you so many messengers! So many times you heard about such people! And still, you don’t walk around in happiness because of your kidneys?! How could it be such a thing? To ignore My messengers?!”
A Happy Noisy Home
If you see a couple, they’re married for so long and still, no children. No children! A quiet house. Ay yay yay, an empty quiet house. They wish to have just one child; that’s their greatest desire, just one child. Shouldn’t that remind you that you’re remiss in your obligation of gratitude?
Or sometimes you meet an old chaver from the mesivta and he tells you he’s divorced now. He’s living by himself somewhere in a basement; in a small basement somewhere in Flatbush. You’re going to ignore that message from Hakadosh Baruch Hu? You’re happily married. More or less it’s happy. When was the last time you thanked Hakadosh Baruch Hu for your wife? Probably never.
And so how can you ignore such things? Don’t say, ‘Oh no, I can’t be happy with the suffering of others.’ The truth is it’s only an excuse because nobody is so built that he cannot be happy by the fact that he was saved from misfortune.
Only what? You don’t feel like you were saved. You think that it’s coming to you; you imagine that everything you have is yours and that’s how it has to be. And that’s the purpose of reminders, of messengers, to wake you up from your sleep, your lethargy of not thinking.
Part III. Other Prayers
Keeping Ahead of the Curve
Now I want to change the subject a little. It’s the same subject but I want to add something important. Besides for the obligation of thanking, there’s something else you have to do – you have to daven to Hakadosh Baruch Hu that it should continue.
That’s a very important principle and it’s included in the great system of tefillah; asking Hakadosh Baruch Hu to keep you b’shalom before the need actually arises. לְעוֹלָם יַקְדִּים אָדָם תְּפִלָּה לְצָרָה – A man should always put his prayers before his needs (Sanhedrin 44b). It means before you need something, before you come into distress, you should pray that it shouldn’t come.
There’s no better prayer than a prayer that comes from a person who’s b’shalom, who is walking the rosy path of life. Because that’s the true greatness of a man – if you can turn to Hashem when all is well and ask Him that it should continue it means you understand that it’s all from Him. Hashem prizes those tefillos the most, much more than the one who’s calling out in desperation.
To pray for a healthy heart when most people don’t even know they have a heart – it’s pumping so perfectly, that they’re not aware that it’s there – that’s a greatness of character. To pray that your kidneys should chas v’sholom never shut down when they’re functioning so perfectly that all you know about the kidneys is what you read or see pictures in the drug store windows, that’s the best tefillah. That’s the true success of a person; that’s the real baal bitachon.
Raising the Cup
Now, I want you to listen to what Dovid Hamelech says about this subject. In Tehillim we find an expression that everybody knows. כּוֹס יְשׁוּעוֹת אֶשָּׂא – I pick up a cup of salvation, וּבְשֵׁם ה’ אֶקְרָא – and I call out to Hashem (Tehillim 116:13).
What is this ‘cup of salvation’ that you ‘lift up’? It means what we’re talking about tonight; it’s the cup that you lift up to Hashem in gratitude. Dovid Hamelech took a bottle of wine and filled up a big goblet in order to make a demonstration of his gratitude.
Not like today, people take the bottle out of the pantry for nothing. Some people are ‘connoisseurs’, wine for the sake of wine, of taste. Oh no, that’s not the purpose of wine. That’s nothing; it’s a waste. A kos yeshuos, a cup of salvation, means that when a person is happy about something that Hashem has given him, that’s when he picks up a cup; he gives a toast to Hakadosh Baruch Hu.
The Man of Many Toasts
You’re married? כּוֹס יְשׁוּעוֹת אֶשָּׂא וּבְשֵׁם ה’ אֶקְרָא. A toast to the Borei! You have children? כּוֹס יְשׁוּעוֹת אֶשָּׂא וּבְשֵׁם ה’ אֶקְרָא. You have a job? You pay your bills more or less? Your landlord is not taking you to court to get you evicted? כּוֹס יְשׁוּעוֹת אֶשָּׂא וּבְשֵׁם ה’ אֶקְרָא. Your daughter got married? Another toast! She’s still married? Another toast!
Always pick up that cup in your mind and call out in gratitude to the One Who made it that way and ask that it should continue.
It’s not easy however. Even if you hear it now, it’s a weakness of ours that when everything is going well, we forget about the One Who is making it so. We imagine it has to be so; it always was and it will continue always. It’s a weakness of ours – we forget about the Giver.
And that’s why there’s another cup to pick up; that’s another possuk in that chapter: צָרָה וְיָגוֹן אֶמְצָא – When I find distress and sorrow, וּבְשֵׁם ה’ אֶקְרָא – I call out in the name of Hashem (ibid. 3-4)
The Other Cup
So the world learns it like this: When you have tzaros, when you find yourself in trouble – the doctor sees something, a lump, at the examination and now he’s sending you to Manhattan to a specialist – also then you have to call out to Hashem. You have to call out for His help.
And it’s true. That’s the reason the tzaros came, so that you should call out b’sheim Hashem. Absolutely. But Dovid Hamelech is saying something else too. It doesn’t have to mean when you find trouble by you. צָרָה וְיָגוֹן אֶמְצָא – If I find trouble and sadness by others, וּבְשֵׁם ה’ אֶקְרָא – that’s going to remind me to call out to You in tefillah that my good times should continue always.
You hear what Dovid is saying? ‘When I find that other people encounter some trouble – big troubles, little troubles, whatever it is – that’s a reminder for me to call out in tefillah. Not to wait until אֶמְצָא by me. No, I don’t have to wait for that – right away as soon as I find it, even by others, I’m reminded to call out in tefillah that it shouldn’t happen to me.’
Aren’t we always hearing about people that are having troubles? And you boruch Hashem don’t have those troubles! So lift up a cup of salvation and ask Hashem it should continue. You can pray for your fellow Jew too, of course, but also ask Hashem that it shouldn’t happen to you. “Please, Hashem, protect me! Save me from this and from that.”
The List of Gratitude
You hear a fire engine? An ambulance siren? Ooh, it sounds like a wailing. Don’t ignore that messenger. It means someone’s in trouble. צָרָה וְיָגוֹן אֶמְצָא – When I find that someone is in a tzarah, בְשֵׁם ה’ אֶקְרָא – I call out to Hashem that He should save me. “I’m here in my kitchen making supper,” you’re thinking. “I don’t need any fire engines. I don’t need any ambulance, any loud sirens. Hashem, keep it that way. Please Ribono Shel Olam, nobody should fall down the steps in the house. Nobody should get any burns. Everyone should remain a hundred percent healthy.”
You can make a list too. I did that. I once made a list of about fifty illnesses; illnesses and unfortunate circumstances that I’ve seen by others. And I look at it often. I’m not embarrassed to say that. I look at it all the time and I thank the Ribono Shel Olam for all the things that He saved me from.
It’s a good idea you’re hearing now. This man has that, this woman has this, this neighbor’s child has something else. Make a list of all those things and review it. From time to time you read it and you’re talking to Hakadosh Baruch Hu: “Boruch Hashem, I don’t have that. Please Hashem, keep it that way. Keep me healthy and my wife healthy and my children healthy.”
Swords, Plagues and Illnesses
Don’t think it’s nothing, what you’re hearing now. It’s an attitude required of us: We have to be thinking always that מֵחֶרֶב הִצַּלְתָּנוּ – Hashem, You saved us from the sword. So someone says, “What sword? I live in Brooklyn. There are no wars here.” That’s a mistake. It means from those people on the street who like to pull out knives. Those people are always lurking and nothing happened to me!
מִדֶּבֶר מִלַּטְתָּנוּ – From all types of plagues You saved us. It means the plague of divorce, of broken homes. It means the plagues of homelessness and joblessness. It means the plague of children who go away from the right path.
And it means real plagues too! We don’t know what could be, what Hashem is saving us from. וּמֵחֳלָיִים רָעִים וְרַבִּים וְנֶאֱמָנִים דִּלִּיתָנוּ – And You saved us from all types of sicknesses. I’m healthy only because You keep me healthy.
That’s a greatness of character, a perfection of the mind. To always know that you’re being supported by Hakadosh Baruch Hu. A person has to acquire the attitude that whatever he was saved from, it wasn’t by chance. Anything could be and you always have to be begging the One Who’s in charge that you should be only b’shalom.
A Final Prayer
And that brings us to an important tefillah and we’ll end with this. It’s the tefillah of tachanun. We say it every day but we don’t realize what we’re saying: ה’ מָלֵא רַחֲמִים רַחֵם עָלַי וְקַבֵּל תַּחֲנוּנַי – Hashem, the One Who is full of mercy, have mercy on me and listen to my entreaties. Save me!
Tachanun means you’re afraid. And don’t say ‘Why should we be afraid?’ You see what happens in the world. That’s why we fall on our arms and say רַחוּם וְחַנּוּן ה’ אַל בְּאַפְּךָ תוֹכִיחֵנִי – Please Hashem do not rebuke me with Your anger.
Now people make a mistake. They think we’re falling on our arms to take a rest. We just davened Shemoneh Esrei and now we take a little break. Oh no! It’s not a pillow. It’s not time for a rest. We fall on our arms and we start begging like little children. “Have pity on me, Hashem! אַל בַּחֲמָתְךָ תְיַסְּרֵנִי –Don’t chastise me in Your wrath.” That’s why you fall on your arm; they shouldn’t see that you’re shedding a tear, a tear for yourself: “Please Hashem let me remain well.”
You’re only sixteen years old. You’re not thinking about sickness; it doesn’t even enter your mind. Never mind! I’ve known sixteen-year-olds who didn’t live to see their seventeenth birthday lo aleichem. And so, you’re pleading, “Oy, Hashem! I just prayed to You now Shemoneh Esrei. But was I thinking? Was I thanking? Was I asking? And so this is my last chance before I go out into the world. Maybe I wasn’t a good pleader during Shemoneh Esrei but have pity on me. There’s so much trouble chas veshalom that could happen and my happiness depends only on You.
Scaring Your Neighbor
“Rachum v’Chanun! You’re the Merciful One. Please help me! Please, keep everything safe and peaceful and healthy. Please I shouldn’t get any calls at midnight from my daughter that she’s having trouble with her husband. Please help me that everything should continue b’shalom just the way it is. I’m calling out in my extremities as if chalilah the worst thing has happened already. Please!”
Now somebody standing nearby, he’s worried about you. “What do you want help for? What’s the trouble?”
And the answer is, “No trouble! But I don’t want any trouble! Everything is well now and that’s how I want it to remain always. Didn’t you hear what happened to Chaim’s wife? Didn’t you see the sign on the wall, that so and so’s child is in the hospital? That’s why I’m crying out to Hashem. Because He’s so good to me and I’m begging him now, so that it should remain so; that the troubles shouldn’t come!”
“Oh,” Hashem said, “That’s a wise man! You’re thinking about Me when there’s no need to worry about anything. You remember Me in the good times I’m giving you and you’re making use of all the messengers I sent you in this world.
“That’s the greatest of all achievements. To remember Me always in gratitude and tachanunim. That’s the great perfection of character and it’s the program for perfection that I want you to learn from this week’s sedrah.”
Have a Wonderful Shabbos
This week’s booklet is based on tapes: 507 – Learning From Others | E-55 – Your Bechor You Redeemed | E-124 – The World Reminds Us to Remember Hashem | E-174 – Two Pathways to Perfection
Let’s Get Practical
Learning From Others
In our parsha we learn that the bechorim should be inspired by what happened to their Egyptian counterparts to dedicate themselves more to serving Hakadosh Baruch Hu. Whenever we see anyone experiencing misfortune, it should remind us of our own good fortune, and we should make it a habit to praise Hashem and pray to Him to protect us. I will bli neder cut out the page with the copy of Rav Miller’s gratitude list and spend some time each day this week reviewing it.
Stop Stampeding!
“Boys,” said Rebbe Caplan. “Please open your Chumashim to this week’s Parsha – perek yud, posuk lamed-hei. Do you notice anything interesting?”
Effy raised his hand. “Yeah, this is where the backwards nuns are,” he said.”
“Very good,” Rebbe Caplan answered. “Now, does anyone know why there are upside-down nuns surrounding these two pesukim? Yes, Yitzy?”
“It’s because these two pesukim don’t really belong here,” Yitzy said. “The Torah just put them here in order to separate two sad stories from each other. So the nuns are there to show that those pesukim are out of place.”
“That’s correct, Yitzy!” said Rebbe Caplan. “Do you want to tell us what the two sad stories are?”
“Sure!” Yitzy replied confidently. “One of them is about the Bnei Yisroel complaining. And the other one is…”
Yitzy’s voice trailed off as he looked into his Chumash. “Uh, I don’t know,” he said. It just talks about the Bnei Yisroel traveling.” He looked at his Rebbe. “Why is that sad?”
Just then, the recess bell rang, but the boys in Rebbe Caplan’s fourth-grade class stayed in their seats to hear the answer.
“That’s a great question, Yitzy,” Rebbe Caplan said, as the sound of doors slamming open could be heard from the hallway. “So let’s look at posuk lamed gimmel. It says…”
Rebbe Caplan’s voice was drowned out by the stampede of children rushing from their classrooms to play in the schoolyard.
“IT SAYS HERE…” Rebbe Caplan tried raising his voice, but it was impossible to make himself heard over the thunderous noise. He waited a minute for the commotion to die down before continuing.
“Okay, let’s try again,” he said with a smile. “It says here ‘Vayis’u mehar Hashem’ – they traveled from the Har Hashem – does everyone know what that means?”
“Har Sinai!” the boys called out.
“Correct. So the Bnei Yisroel were moving on from Har Sinai, the place where they got the Torah. They had built the Mishkan there and spent a year sitting and learning next to the Mishkan and the ‘Har Hashem’. And now it was time to leave. It was a sad occasion.”
Yitzy raised his hand again. “But they were moving on, heading to Eretz Yisroel – shouldn’t that have been a happy event?”
“There is no doubt that going to Eretz Yisroel was a good thing for Klal Yisroel. Our nation was moving on towards its next great stage. But let’s spend a minute thinking about this.” – “Don’t worry, you’ll still get your recess,” Rebbe Caplan added with a wink.
“In life we are hopefully always heading towards good things. One day all of you will leave this cheder and move on to yeshiva. Tonight you will go home, eat a healthy supper, spend time with your family, and get a good night’s sleep b’ezras Hashem. These are all good things. Even going to recess in a few minutes is important to allow you to burn off your extra energy so you can come back into the classroom and continue learning.
“So what was so sad? Chazal tell us that Klal Yisroel left Har Sinai with a little too much excitement. You can be sure that the Tzadikim of the Dor Deiah were sad about leaving, but on some level, some part of them was happy to be moving on. And that is what is sad about this Parsha – that we weren’t sorry enough about the fact that we were leaving Har Sinai.
“This is a really important lesson, kinderlach. Of course we are hopefully always doing what Hashem wants. But when we leave a special place, we must think about what and where we are leaving. In this room, for example, we spend all day learning Torah. And we cannot stay in this classroom 24/7 – there are times we must leave. But when we do, it must be with the thought ‘oh, how I wish I could stay and continue learning with Rebbe Caplan!’ We must value moments of kedusha and feel bad about the fact that we have to leave the shul or beis midrash. We must close our Chumash or Mishnayos with a heavy heart and yearn for the next opportunity we have to open them again.
“Okay boys, I think I’ve held you long enough. Now go run and play and have fun. I’ll let you know when to come back to the classroom.”
The boys got up from their seats and headed to the schoolyard. But this time they didn’t burst out of the classroom door like lava erupting from a volcano. They walked out calmly and thought “we can’t wait to get back to the classroom and learn more Torah!”
Have a Wonderful Shabbos!
Let’s review:
- What are the two sad stories which are separated by the backwards nuns?
- What was sad about Klal Yisroel heading towards Eretz Yisroel?