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Torah reading” Adonay pakad et Sarah”
One concept echoes
itself through out the Torah Reading and forms a core element of the Musaf
Service. It is the concept of “Remembering”.
It starts with the Torah
reading of the first day, Adonay
Pakad et Sarah Kaasher Amar,” The Lord remembered Sarah as He promised.” In
the Hafatarah, we are told of Hannah who prayed for a son Vayizkereha
Hashem,” The Lord Remembered her.” In the next day’s Haftarah, we
are assured that the exiled children of Israel would be saved, Zachor
ezkereno od,” I shall surely remember him.” The Musaf Amidah
includes ten verses from the Bible in which God remembers His promise to the
children of Israel.
I must ask if we are
worried so much if God will remember us, as if anyone else will remember us,
notice us, look for us.
We may ask, ”Why do we
come to shule?”
That question was
asked of readers of one of America’s most venerable of Jewish papers, Der
Forwerts, The Yiddish paper, Forward, in its popular column, A
Bintel Brif, A Bundle of Letters, a
hundred years ago. This was the Jewish Ann Landers & Dear Abbie- before
these two Jewish sisters were even born!
Wrote one of the
readers in rough paraphrase,” Moishe comes to shule to pray to God. I
come to shule to be with Moishe.”
We come to the
synagogue, as much as we need to come to be with God, hoping that God remembers
us, notices us, as to be with our fellow Jews. That’s why the noise level in
synagogues is always so high, because we are talking twice—once to God, and at
the same time, to our neighbor. We come to shule, because, in order to
find God, we need to find our neighbor. Even if we don’t come to find God,
maybe, because we come to be with our neighbor, God will find us.
We Jews are supposed
to get together three times a day, seven days a week. Practical life whittles
it down to Friday nights and Saturday mornings, and festival, and then, life is
hectic and busy, so its some Friday nights, or some Saturday mornings—but at
least, now Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur, we all try to get together in shule,
in the synagogue, planning to be with our neighbors, and hoping, in the
process, at this holy season, to bump into God as well.
Togetherness is so
crucial for us, and it is so difficult to find. In truth, it has been difficult
for ages.
It
is Rosh Hashanah, and the heroes of our season are actually the heroines-
Sarah, Hagar, Hannah, and Rachel, from our Torah and Haftarah readings. It is
appropriate then, that I bring in another set of heroines form our Torah—Naomi
and Ruth, for their story puts our modern concern into a nutshell:
As
you recall, Naomi and her husband moved to a foreign land, where their two sons
married local women. The husband and sons both die, Naomi is left alone, alone
on her own, alone, a stranger in a strange land. There was only one solution--to head back to her own homeland with
what little
property
and belongings she could still her scrape
together. Perhaps her own long-forgotten friends and relatives would have pity on an
old widow.
There was one saving
grace. She still had one trustworthy daughter-in-law . Just as things looked
the bleakest, this young woman shone through like a ray of light on a gloomy, cloudy day.
“ Don’t ask me to
leave you”, she told her mother-in-law. “Wherever you go, there I will go,
wherever you lodge, there will I lodge. Your people are my people, your God is
my God.”
We
have a glimpse of life from the perspective of Naomi, and the solution offered
by Ruth.
This is our most
modern of stories. For although the
story is set in a date three millennia ago, the fear of loneliness and
isolation is very much our
present day worry and
concern. At least, in antiquity
there were
organic societies, in which one had ones niche as long as one
lived. Even into the good part of the last century, it was still possible to find
warmth and support in life from voluntary communities and associations as well.
Now,
however, we Jews have been uprooted, involuntarily and voluntarily, and so have
so many other peoples. America, par excellence, is a nation built up by
uprooted peoples from all over, uprooted not only physically, but emotionally
as well, by the march of industry and modernity itself.
As a result, we no longer belong to the
organic societies of antiquity, nor the contractual societies of the past centuries.
We are now in the NO society. No permanent society, NO permanent friends,
NO permanent home. There is total freedom from the bonds of patronage or
parenthood or guilt, and there
is also loneliness, isolation, solitude.
Is
this the world we seek to live in?
I raise this issue because I see it
too often. Many times, as a pulpit Rabbi, I had requests for aid from absolute
strangers to the Jewish
community, who had been living in the neighborhood for years, yet who knew no one
and had never bothered to come by.
When times were good,
they had no need of us, yet, in time of trouble, they discovered that no one had
any need of them.
Rabbi help me;
Rabbi, what can I do; Rabbi, who can I turn to. I must admit, that in these cases, besides a few words of advice, I was
pitifully unable to do anything.
To be sure, we moderns are caught in a
paradox. We prize our individuality, our personal rights. It is the hallmark of American society,
since the earliest colonists and frontiersmen. We sing "I did it my way"
and a fast food chain echoes it in the commercial "Have it your
way".
It is enshrined in our Constitution, our Bill of Rights, the theology of our civil
religion.
Despite this, we know, as Josh
Billings once said, "Solitude is a good place to visit, but a bad place to
stay.”
Think about a popular show of several
years ago, Cheers, whose theme song was:
“Where everybody knows your
name, and they're always glad you came.” Very few truly want to be alone.
Today, everyone has a
Facebook account. It’s another way of creating an intimate community, of just
friends, It is a community that now encompasses a few billion, and we find
ourselves measuring our importance in the number of friends we have and the
number of followers we have on Twitter. I find myself constantly contacted by
people looking to connect, from Arab lands, from Africa, from Asia, people with
whom I have nothing in common but who are seeking to connect, to be noticed.
We all want someone else to know our name. Not
just Vadonay pakad et Sarah, The Lord remembered Sarah, but, even more
so, we want the fellow around the corner, the woman next door, to remember us
as well.
I suggest that for the Jew or anyone else
to find himself or herself alone could be the ultimate Hell. Our liturgy for
this season includes the poignant prayer, Shma Kolenu, God, Hear our voices.” It then
continues Al tashlikhenu b’et zikna, kichlot kochenu, al
taazvenu,
Do not throw us away in our time of old age; as our powers wane, do not abandon us."
My father would tell me that in his
synagogue, in his home town of Dolina, in Galicia, the old men of the
congregation would begin crying at this verse and my father, as a little
child, would begin to weep as her saw his elders weeping.--This was a prayer
addressed to God but cried out loudly for the ears family and friend. It carried the point to
them – “You
do not abandon me!"
Our teachers, since
antiquity, were
keenly aware of the vulnerability of the individual in his aloneness. Thus the
greatest threat the Bible had to offer was not the punishment of death, but of karet--of
being excised, cut off. Venikhretah nafsho metoch amo,” For he himself shall
be cut off from the midst of his people. “
Rosh Hashanah points
us toward the conclusion of this season, Yom Kippur. The very name of this day
in English gives eloquent voice to that concern. We speak of Yom Kippur as the
“Day of Atonement”. The word “Atonement’ is a compound old English word; it is, in its root,
“At--One—Ment”.It is being at one, the
opposite of being alienated
from God. We can also speak of “At - 0ne – ment”, in regards to our fellow human beings. At this season, we seek to be at one with our fellow man and
woman.( This usage is attributed to an early English Bible translator,
Tyndale).
A legend
recorded in the Talmud gives voice to classic Jewish sentiment on the need for
human attention. In other faiths, great saints are said to flourish on
isolation; not so in our tale. The great saint and holy man famous for Tu
b'Shvat legends,
is Honi Hameagel. We know the basics of the story:he sees an old man planting a
tree, laughs at him for wasting his efforts on something he will never enjoy, and
the old man retorts that he plants for his children’s children. Long before Rip Van Winkle, he falls
asleep for 70 years, only to awaken to see a Carob tree grown from seedling to
fruit bearing tree. This part of the tale is oft told.
However, we never hear the rest of the
story.
He enters the Rabbinical Academy to hear the teacher
declare:
This issue is as clear as it was in the days of the great
Honi Hameagel, for he could answer every question. At this, our seventy-year
sleeper shouted, "I am he", but who would believe him? At that
rejection, he fell faint, prayed for mercy, and died.
Jewish saints don' t seek to be alone; they, too, seek to be remembered
and be seen . Thus, the Talmud Concludes, people say: O Hveruta o mituta” Give me
companionship or give me death." Notice-not Liberty or death, but
companionship or death.
Think about our concept of worship. Many years ago, I saw for the first time, the great Cathedral of Notre Dame. There is an overwhelming sense of
transcendance, of the smallness of the human being, of the total power of God.
The pious Christian is awed by the the
mysterium tremendum, the holy mystery, the totaI otherness of God .
At the core, Cathedral comes from Cathedra—the throne- the seat of authority
which the individual must accept.
The same sense is felt inside the walls of the great
mosques of Islam, the Dome of the Rock in Jerusalem, the great Mosque at
Isfahan in Iran. The essence of Islamic
religious architecture is geometric variation in design--circles inside
circles, filigreed walls and columns-ceilings supported
by a multiplicity of columns. All
this is intended to convey the sense of the abstractness, of infinity, of the vastness , the
total otherness of the mystery of God. The word Mosque comes from the Arabic
masjid, from an Aramaic word, for bowing. One bows in the presence of God.
Then, there is the synagogue. There is, in the synagogue,
no sense of awe and mystery. Our houses of worship may be beautiful, but, since
the Temple of ancient Jerusalem—there is no Notre Dame.
Is this plainness the result of a
lack of piety or devotion? Is the Jew any more or less pious than the Christian
or Moslem because of this?
What does synagogue mean? It is from the Greek for bringing people together.That, in turn, comes
from the Hebrew,Beit Haknesset, the place of the gathering of people-
from which, the Christians derived the concept of “Ecclesia”, the Church, the collection of the people, not
the building.
The nature of
our synagogue gives witness to the nature of our faith. The shekhinah,
God's presence, is not automatically found within the walls of the synagogue. God’s
presence has not been in the Temple Mount since the year 70. It has been in the
Exile, in the gathering of the Jewish people wherever they maybe, that God’s
presence is felt.
One may not say
the Kaddish in praise of God when alone in the synagogue. But one
may chant the Kaddish in praise of God any where:in the jungle, in the
desert, in the concenrtration camp, if one has ten adults. The people, together--ten adults--a minyan. We
are commanded to declare the Holiness of God’s name in public—Kiddush hashem—in
public, not alone. Even dining in Judaism prefers company—we need three to eat
together, so we can jointly give thanks for our food and our blessings. God is
found even in the presence of two engaged in Torah. God's presence is within the
interaction between human beings, not within the dead walls of a building, no
matter how awesome, immense, and awe-inspiring it may be.
Be-rov am hadrat meIech-- It is in
the multitude of the people that the
King
is truly glorified.
If God is enhanced in the workings of society, how
much more so then, the human being is enhanced in the midst of a kehillah,
a congregation. The human individual, within the context of society, becomes
the vehicle for the emanation of God in this world.
Can we not therefore suggest, that
the answer to the human condition of this century is to be found right here, this very day.
Here, within the walls of this congregation,we can find
the solution to our modern malaise.
We are no longer born into our communities; we must now
actively seek them out, and create them. It is the synagogue which can best
offer the Jew his or her shelter and his
or her comfort, as well, partners in joy, strengtheners in sorrow. I know that
you have a big task in holding together this wonderful congregation , this Beth
El, House of God of nearly a century, but you need to continue; you need each
other, you nourish each other.
I close with the thoughts of Franz Rosenzweig. He had planned to go to the
Baptismal font. By chance, he went first, to a very
traditional, plain, and unpretentious Kol Nidre service. The presence of the shared community, bound in common prayer,
made him reverse his decision. He Iater
became a great Iight of Jewish Philosophy in Germany
before the Hololcaust. I close with his words: “None of us has solid
ground under our feet. Each of us is only held up by the neighborly hands
grasping him by the scruff, with the result that we are each held up by the next
man, and often, indeed, most of the time, hold each other mutually.”
Let us all join together, in keeping
ourselves upright and on solid ground in life
and make God’s presence felt in our midst.
Amen
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