Parashah Ponderings

Vulnerable Isaac

Parashat Vayera / פרשת וירא
Torah Portion: Genesis 18:1 – 22:24

This week we read the story of the Binding of Isaac, the Akedah in Hebrew. Here Abraham is put to the ultimate test when God commands him to sacrifice his son:

And God said, “Take your son, your favored one, Isaac, whom you love, and go to the land of Moriah, and offer him there as a burnt offering on one of the heights that I will point out to you” (Genesis 22.2).

This story is familiar to many. It is what communities read when they observe a second day of Rosh Hashana. It is by far the most haunting story of all of Torah.

The tradition asks us to see Abraham as the model of the faithful man, but others in history who have felt oppressed and at the mercy of their persecutors, have focused on Isaac, rather than on Abraham, going so far as to suggest that Isaac was actually sacrificed that day. During the Crusades, for example, Jews wrote about their communities as if they themselves were Isaac, except, unlike in the Torah, where an angel of God stays the hand of Abraham, these communities felt as if the knife actually landed on them, striking true.

I, too, like to turn the spotlight on Isaac. For me, Isaac represents the vulnerability of all people. I can’t help but imagine Isaac lying on the altar, perhaps naked, bound by his own father, watching as the sunlight glistens off the tip of the raised knife. Can there be a more perfect example of vulnerability than Isaac awaiting his fate in that moment of, what I call, utter human nakedness?

We are all Isaac from time to time. We feel pressed upon by our circumstances, by other people’s expectations of us, by our own expectations of us. When we feel such pressures, we feel vulnerable. Sometimes we make mistakes that seem to expose us for the person we try not to be. When we feel exposed, we feel vulnerable.

It’s important to remember that Isaac survived his ordeal. God halted the execution and provided Abraham a ram to sacrifice. Isaac goes on to have a good life, the least tumultuous life of any of the patriarchs, in fact. Isaac moves past the vulnerability he experienced on the altar, as we move past those moments of vulnerability in our own lives.

Sages see Abraham as the exemplar of faith, but to my mind, Isaac is the real exemplar. I imagine Isaac knew in his heart that he would live to see another day as he lay there bound. I imagine Isaac knew that, despite what his father was prepared to do, God would not let it happen. We, too, are capable of possessing that same faith. No matter how vulnerable we may feel, we will make it through our ordeal. God, however we understand God, will be there to save us.

Parashah Ponderings

Moving Right Along with Faith

A year ago, I posted this commentary on Parashat Lech-Lecha. I can’t recall what motivated me to pursue the theme of  moving forward with life despite uncertainty. This year, however, uncertainty is everywhere. Israel faces unrest. The battle against ISIS rages on. The largest hurricane to ever hit the western hemisphere threatens Mexico. At home, politicians jockey for position in the early stages of a presidential race. Meanwhile, each of us has some kind of conflict in our lives awaiting resolution. And yet, we keep pushing forward. For many of us, it is faith that enables us to look forward to each new day, never knowing exactly what that day will bring.

Now, in focusing on the Avram (He will only become Abraham upon entering the covenant through circumcision.) this week, I do not also address the story of Hagar and Sarai (She, too, will become Sarah only after Avram enters into the covenant.), but their story is also one of faith. Sarai, barren in her old age, permits Avram to consort with her handmaiden, Hagar, in order to produce an heir. Things don’t go so well for Hagar once she conceives, and eventually she and her child, Ishmael, are sent off to the wilderness to fend for themselves. Meanwhile, Sarai at 90 miraculously gives birth to Isaac, and the narrative of our people’s founding family continues. For both Hagar and Sarai, each facing an uncertain future, God comes to provide reassurance and a promise of a better day for them and their sons.

It is God’s reassurance — or, perhaps, our faith that there is a God whose very presence makes for a better day — that first enabled our ancestors to carry on and that has since enabled the Jewish People to endure and to thrive throughout history. To endure and to thrive requires faith. As individuals and as a People, we are, indeed, the children of Abraham and Sarah.

 Lech-Lecha / פרשת לך־לך
 Genesis 12:1 – 17:27

In the Mishnah, the seminal body of rabbinic literature that developed within the first two centuries CE, the rabbis teach: “With ten tests our father Abraham was tested and he withstood them all–in order to make known how great was our father Abraham’s love [for G-d]” (Mishnah Avot 5:3). Because the rabbis of the Mishnah don’t enumerate the tests, it fell upon later authorities to speculate what they were, and by all accounts most of the trials take place in this week’s Torah portion, Lech Lecha, between chapters 12 and 17 of the Book of Genesis (Bereishit, in Hebrew). (See http://bit.ly/trialsofabraham for the Mishnah text and two interpreters’ lists of the trials.)

One trial, in particular, catches my attention this week. The parashah begins with God famously telling Abram, (God had not yet given him the name “Abraham), “Go forth from your native land and from your father’s house to the land that I will show you” (Gen. 12:1). Abram responds to this command by taking his wife, Sarai, their nephew Lot, and all their possessions on an epic journey to the land of Canaan. God’s call to “go forth” was Abraham’s first test, according to Maimonides, and he passed with flying colors. However, it is the next test that jumps out at me.

No sooner does Abram arrive in the land of Canaan and God promises “I will assign this land to your heirs” (Gen. 12:7) that we read: “There was a famine in the land…” (12:10). Apparently, Canaan was not yet the “land of milk and honey” that Abraham’s descendents would eventually find it to be. Rather, after the long journey from Haran, Abram, et al, find themselves in a barren wasteland. Imagine how shocked they must have been. How would Abram respond to this trial: stay put and inhabit the land or move on to more hospitable environs?

We receive our answer right away: “… and Abram went down to Egypt to sojourn there, for the famine was severe in the land” (ibid.). Abram chose to relocate to a land where he and his family could find physical sustenance. Perhaps he suspected from his experience of frequent drought in that part of the world that the sojourn in Egypt would be temporary, as we find in the next chapter it was. We don’t know; the text is silent. Perhaps Abram wanted to tough it out in the barren land but those around him talked him out of it. Perhaps he had no idea if his move to Egypt would be temporary or permanent. Again, we don’t know.

What we do know is that Abram had a difficult decision to make: stay or go? If he stayed, he’d be jeopardizing the welfare of his wife, nephew, slaves and livestock. If he left, he might be betraying his God, who brought him there. Or maybe Abram understood that this initial visit to the land, accompanied by building altars here and there, was just that: a visit. Maybe he knew that eventually the land would belong to his descendents, and he saw this visit as an opportunity to scout out the land, to check out the property that his children and his children’s children would, in the future, occupy and build up into a great nation. In that case, there would be no reason not to keep going. So many possibilities. What to do?

We can’t know what was going through Abram’s mind at the time, but we can imagine his angst because we’ve all been there. We’ve all found ourselves at one time or another pursuing a dream or taking a chance on something that we hoped would bring us happiness and security. And we’ve all had an experience of disappointment when the dream fell short of our expectations or the chance we took didn’t bear fruit. We’ve all been in that place where we’ve asked ourselves “What now?”

What the sages teach us is that Abraham was a man of faith. Whenever God called to him, Abraham answered. He responded to each test, never turning his back on God even though he might have been forgiven for doing so on any number of occasions, such as when God commanded him to sacrifice his son Isaac. Here, too, when Abram was faced with a “what now” situation upon landing in the midst of a famine, we can be certain that he approached his dilemma with the faith that somehow everything would work out in the end. He might not have known exactly how things would work out, but he trusted that God would take care of him and his heirs over the long haul.

When we find ourselves at a crossroads, at a place of despair with an unknown future, do we exhibit the faith of Abraham? Do we act, as did Abram, with the belief that things might be rough now but further down the road they’ll get better? Do we move on, as did Abram, even though we can’t be 100% certain if we’re making the “right” decision? Taking action in the face of uncertainty is the very definition of faith, in my opinion. Abram couldn’t know for sure where his journey would lead, nor could he be sure that God would always accompany him. He couldn’t be sure of anything, but he had faith, and that was enough.

Don’t get me wrong: exhibiting faith doesn’t mean we live without some degree of anxiety. Abraham was human and so are we. There would be something wrong with him and us if we didn’t fret over the future from time to time. I imagine Abraham lost a lot of sleep in times of trial and that he sweat profusely. Who wouldn’t? We shouldn’t think for a minute that Abraham didn’t face his future without some trepidation.

What makes Abraham’s faith so remarkable is not that he didn’t stress out in times of uncertainty — most likely, he did — but rather, as a pioneer in the belief of the One God, he had no experience to go on that would have told him that God would always be there with him through the good and the bad. And, yet, Abraham took action over and over again and found that God WAS there. It is precisely BECAUSE of Abraham’s experience that we know, no matter how bad things get, God will always accompany us on our journey. 

When we find ourselves in lands that are parched, in promised lands that promise us little more than privation, may we remember how Abram pushed forward with faith. With Divine love always with us, let us overcome our occasional fears and doubts and keep moving right along. One day we just might find ourselves dwelling in a land flowing with milk and honey.

Parashah Ponderings

Thank God for the Ark

Parashat Noach / פרשת נח
Torah Portion: Genesis 6:9 – 11:32

All the fountains of the great deep burst apart,
And the floodgates of the sky broke open.
Genesis: 7:11

This past Memorial Day my family’s apartment in Houston got flooded. Four months later and well-settled into a second floor apartment in the same complex, rain water started to come into our house from the ceiling! In May, “the fountains of the great deep” had burst apart, causing water to rise in our home from the floor up. In September, “the floodgates of the sky broke open,” and the waters came in from on high. Oy!

The analogy of our misfortune to Noah’s flood is, I admit, imperfect. There can be no comparing our loss of property to the destruction of all humanity, save one family. To equate the two would be crass. Rather, I am struck simply by the idea that in both the Noah story and in our experience, destruction seemed to come from both above and below: what an appropriate metaphor for those times when so much seems to go wrong.

I’ve yet to meet anyone who hasn’t on occasion had to face more hardship than one person should have to handle. Thus, the old saying: “God doesn’t give us more than we can bear.” That saying may feel true for most people, but to victims of the Shoah or the Inquisition or the Crusades or severe depression or terminal illness, nothing could be further from the truth. For many, catastrophe in extreme measure is too much to bear, and the suggestion that God causes such suffering is obscene.

Theological issues and unbearable suffering aside, however, there is much we can learn from the Noah story about dealing with life’s painful contingencies.

God gave Noah notice that God would send a flood that would wipe out all of creation. With that notice, God also instructed Noah to build an ark so that he and his family and the remnants of the animal kingdom that accompanied them on board could survive and repopulate the world once the waters subsided. In the end, Noah was well-equipped to survive the deluge.

It’s important to note that it was Noah who built the ark, not God. Noah was commanded by God, or perhaps, inspired by God, to build the ark. But it was Noah who created the means for his own survival. That is a crucial point.

Many times in our lives, we are Noah. We are faced with misery akin to 40 days of rain and over 300 days cooped up in an ark with loud, smelly livestock, birds, and other creatures. We just want to the misery to end, but we are blessed to have the means to ride out the storm.

We all have our own arks. They are the networks of friends and family that support us. They are the diversions that take our mind off our concerns. They are the inner reserves we’ve cultivated to take what life doles out without breaking under the weight. If we’re smart, we’ve spent a lifetime building our arks before the crises hit, not knowing, of course, when they will hit.

True, not everyone has a support network or diversions or even the inner reserves. To them, we offer our prayers. At the very least, they can take solace knowing they live in a world where someone remembers that people suffer immensely, who don’t have an ark to shelter them. Let’s not forget them. Let’s be their ark.

As we read about the tragedy that befalls early humankind, as we imagine flood waters rising from below and rain falling ceaselessly from the heavens, we imagine ourselves aboard the ark, an ark that we built with our own hands. Let us take pride in our craftsmanship and be grateful to God for all the resources at our disposal — people and things and our own internal gifts – that make up the ark, in which we weather life’s storms.

Parashah Ponderings

Dwelling in the Sukkah of Peace begins with Smashing the Idols that Block our Way

Sukkot Shabbat Chol ha-Moed – סוכות שבת חול המועד
Torah Portion: Exodus 33:12 – 34:26

On this, Shabbat Chol ha-Moed Sukkot, the intermediate Shabbat of Sukkot, the joy we are commanded to feel is tempered. How can we fully rejoice on Z’man Simchateinu – the time of our Rejoicing – knowing that only 130 miles from the synagogue I serve in Oregon nine lives have been snuffed out by a madman with a gun? How can we dwell in the sukkat shalom – the tabernacle of peace – knowing that in Israel a settler couple was shot dead in front of their young children? Where are the angels of peace bringing Israelis and Palestinians together? Where are the voices of reason who understand that common-sense legislation controlling the sale, ownership and use of guns in our country doesn’t mean denying responsible, law-abiding, people of sound mind the right to sell, own or use a gun? Is our Constitution so fragile that it can’t withstand limitations in the interest of safety?

How ironic, though, to be embroiled in old debates on this very Shabbat. After all, Sukkot is the great equalizing holiday. The Torah commands the sacrifice of 70 bulls during Sukkot, more than on any other festival. The bulls are a thanksgiving offering to God for all the nations of the world, which our ancestors imagined were 70 in number. This is the festival that celebrates God’s bounty, which is there for all humanity if only we would use our resources wisely. This is the festival that celebrates that period of Israel’s history when no one person was greater than another. No-one owned land. We were all nomads. We were all Children of God wandering through the wilderness. It is on this, the most universal of all Jewish festivals, that we should be celebrating that which unites all of us, Jew and gentile. Instead, gun shots have drowned out the sounds of rejoicing around the world and stopped us in our tracks.

In the Torah reading this week, we find these words: You must tear down their altars, smash their pillars, and cut down their sacred posts; for you must not worship any other god, because the Lord, whose name is Impassioned, is an impassioned God (Exodus 34:13-14). It seems to me that it’s about time we face up to those things in our society that we worship as our “sacred posts,” see them as the idols they are, and tear them down. Life is too precious to give ourselves over to greed and possessiveness. There are Rights and there are rights. No right entitles anyone to deny the innocent of their most essential Rights – the Right live with dignity — whether we’re talking guns or land or power. These are among the sacred posts here, in the Holy Land, and just about everywhere.

God is an Impassioned God. To be a Jew means to see ourselves as created in God’s image, to “walk in God’s ways.” We do this when we become as impassioned as we imagine God would be for what matters most in our world: human life and dignity. I pray for the day when our passion for our children outweighs our passion the idols whose worship imperils our very existence. On that day we will sit together in the sukkat shalom and take in the sounds of rejoicing. May it be so!

Wishing for peace and happiness this Shabbat,
Rabbi Dan