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Sunday, July 23, 2023

Phoney Stuff- Parshat Devarim- Chazon 2023 / 5783

 

Insights and Inspiration

from the

Holy Land

from

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

"Your friend in Karmiel"

July 21st 2023 -Volume 12 Issue 41 3rd of Av 5783

 

Parshat Devarim- Chazon

Phoney Stuff

Yes, I am working this past week, for all of those of you that asked. I know it’s been a rough few days for you. The highlight of your day in galus has of course been watching Rabbi Schwartz statuses of my Eretz Yisrael tours. The truth is, you don’t even know what you used to do in the bathroom before you discovered them. For some of you, it’s your daily ritual when you sit down to drink your coffee after you’ve gotten the kids out to school. For others it’s when your spouse is in the shower so you can sneak their non-kosher smartphone and watch them without them knowing. You both obviously can’t have smartphones. Someone had to sign the form for the school that your kid was lucky enough to get into that you don’t own one. So, it’s been hard for you this past status-free few days. You’re worried for me. Am I alright? Am I really not touring? You wish you would’ve known and booked me. Do I have any old statuses I could posts? Things are just not going the way they should without your daily “Rabbi Schwartz boost/ tour”. People don’t even know if they have to say asher yatzar anymore…

 Well, I’m happy to assure you that yes, I’m fine. I’m touring. God-willing the statuses will be back soon. My phone on the other hand… eh… it’s seen better days. I smashed it while hiking in Tel Dan last week. Hashem though had sent the refuah before the makka and I had already been in the “Apple store” in Israel two weeks before-hand and had prepped my wife’s old phone to be ready to switch over and give my phone in to get fixed. I was having microphone problems and could only hear people with my speaker on. Now in America, you walk into an Apple store and they help you. They give you a replacement phone for the two days it takes to fix it and they switch over your data back and forth. Not the case in the Holy Land. They told me I would have to wait two weeks for a replacement phone. It would have almost no- memory and my stuff wouldn’t switch and then I would have to wait for a month until they fixed it or decided to find me a new one. So I told them I didn’t need their toivos and I decided to use my wife’s old phone.

 It took some time until I was able to get her phone cleared enough to work and make the switch, but when it was finally ready and I came back to the store here, miracle of miracles my phone and microphone was working again. Maybe it didn’t want to go to the Israeli lab either. So I was relieved that I didn’t have to go through this frustrating process and wait a month for my phone back. And then it broke last week when I smashed it. But now you see, why Hashem made me go through this. Because my nephew was going back to the States the next day. He took my phone I switched to my wife’s already pre-prepped phone and I should be getting it back next week all new! The problem is…. My wife stopped using her phone because it’s not working great. My status isn’t working well.. and thus, the new minhag in Klal Yisrael for the 9- Days is not only can’t you listen to great Rabbi Schwartz music…but you can’t even watch his daily tours on Status… Hashem really wants you to miss Israel. No more Phoney stuff… It’s time for the real thing.

 This Shabbos is called Shabbos Chazon. We have many Shabbosim around the year that have special titles, many named after the appropriate special haftorah, but there is also a special connection to the season. Between Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur we have Shabbos Shuva, as it is time when focus on repentance and returning to Hashem. We have Shabbos Ha’Gadol, the Shabbos before Pesach when we became “big boys” and left Egypt. There’s Shabbos Zachor when we remember Amalek before Purim. And of course next week is Shabbos Nachamu when we are meant to be comforted and consoled. But yet, Shabbos Chazon that is merely the first word of the haftorah of the vision of Yeshaya seems like and odd name to describe what we are meant to be doing this Shabbos. The Shabbos of vision… hmmm. Maybe I should tell my brother Gedaliah to dedicate it to Optometrists. Why is the Shabbos before Tisha B’av the one that we should see?

 I got a question this week by E-Mail from one of my former students. He asked me why we mourn the temple. What’s wrong with what we have now? We daven. We get close to Hashem. Do we really need sacrifices? Is that really what we are lacking in our life, slaughtering goats and sheep and sprinkling their blood. Let’s be honest are you really dreaming of watching a Kohen slaughter a bird with his fingernail after your wife had a baby and squeezing out the blood and watching it burn on the altar? Admit you were thinking a “hot” kiddush with 5 varieties of herring and some single malt, while the women munch on pink and blue cupcakes and petit fours would be much more meaningful. So what’s it all about, Rabbi? Why do we miss it, mourn it, pray for it… ? Its Tisha B’Av time and I’m really looking to appreciate what this is all about.

 Don’t you love Baalei Teshuva…? It’s why we keep them around… to have people asking the questions that we all want to ask but are too embarrassed to.

 My response to him though was that the difference between a world with the Bais Hamikdash and without it, is the difference between a virtual long-distance relationship and a real live flesh and blood husband and spouse. It’s something that the world has more and more blurred the lines of. One can even argue that it is the core of all our societal problems. I like my cell phone and Facebook friends than my real ones. I’m busy with status watchers and “followers” and influencers and I’m missing what’s right there before my every eyes. I want the quick fast and easy swipe to right or left relationships and I’m not really that interested in bringing the sheep, goats and birds and making any real sacrifices to make it into something meaningful. Something that is eternal. Something that is embedded in me forever experientially and not something I will ever feel I can walk away from.

 Shabbos Chazon is about seeing the real vision of the world. It’s about stopping to be satisfied with mere glances. It’s about taking a hard deep real look and getting a vision about what it’s all really about. Do we realize that all our holidays without those sacrifices are really just virtual experiences? They’re just watching Rabbi Schwartz statuses without coming to Israel. Do we realize that as holy and as spiritual as we really feel when we touch those old sacred stones of the Kotel, that in fact it’s really just in our mind? It’s not meant to satisfy us spiritually and give us our “holiness- connection to Hashem” fix of the week, month, year or however often you/ I visit and pray there. It’s just the retaining wall of the Temple Mount. It’s not the Beit HaMikdash. It’s not a real relationship. It’s not me really intimately connection with my Father in heaven. It’s phoney. So I don’t have a problem if you wanna pull out your camera and take a picture. I think it’s appropriate. As long as you realize and this even helps you realize that we still need…NEED… the real thing. Our real shidduch. Not just the online friend or pen-pal (remember those…?) in Jerusalem.

 The truth is it’s not only fake-Israel relationships with Hashem that we need to see beyond and not be satisfied. It’s everything that we do- “ritually” or “religiously”. Marriage isn’t a ritual that brings us closer. Marriage isn’t religious rules for each spouse to follow to make their relationship work. It’s not a legal agreement. You wash the dishes, do the laundry, watch the kids and cook the meals and I take out the garbage and…hmmm what else do I do? That’s not a marriage. That’s not a relationship that’s real. It’s a convenient working relationship between two people to propagate their species, avoid conflict and experience an orderly life. Well guess what? The same thing is true about Judaism. It’s not about we put on tefillin, we eat kosher, we daven three times a day. We do what we’re commanded. We celebrate together on holidays and weekends, and we sing Thank You Hashem a lot. It’s not even about studying Torah a great intellectual pursuit and even a holy one, after-all it is the word of the Hashem. Yet, that’s just seeing the outside. That’s missing the real vision of what it’s all about.

 The Bais Ha’Mikdash is the place and home where Hashem resides in our midst. It’s His way of being here always amongst us. He’s in our home. He’s in our lives. It’s like your wife, your kids, your puppy- l’havdil. Hopefully it’s not like your Mother-in-law living in your basement. It’s a relationship that is part and parcel of everything I do as our marriage which is two souls completing one another is meant to be. Just as I can’t separate my identity from my arm or leg, I can’t from my wife. She’s not the person I just see on the nights I come home. She’s with me always. That’s what our relationship with Hashem is meant to be. REAL. Always.

 Yisrael, v’Oryaysa, V'kudsha brich Chad hu- Israel, the Torah, and Hashem are one.

The Torah is not just a study that we do, it’s renewing our vows and reading our wife’s love letters, her E-Mails, her little emojis, her shopping lists fondly, warmly and filling a connection with her each time. Deepening that relationship further and further. That’s vision. That’s Chazon.

 The parsha we read each year and the book we start on Shabbos Chazon is the book of Devarim. It is the words of Moshe that begin with a whole slew of contradictory locations where this took place. If you’re not a tour guide (or don’t look at Rashi) then you have no idea of this. But really, everyone should now that the banks of Moav are not near the Arava, Paran is somewhere else entirely. What’s Chatzeiros? What’s Lavan? Tofel? Rashi tells us that none of these are meant to be places you should put into your google maps. Rather do you know what Moshe is doing. He’s telling us to look beyond the names. What do they hint to? What does it sound like? What sins am I going to rebuke about that this brings to mind. Chazon- See behind what’s in front of you. What it appears like. See what your mission to Israel is really going to be about. Don’t make the same mistakes again.

 The entire parsha and much of the books is about this theme. It’s Moshe’s final speech. He’s no longer going to be with us. Or at least that’s what it will look like. But the words of Moshe will always be with us. He’s still here. We just need to see that redeemer and long for the world that he describes for us. A real world. A world that understands that statuses aren’t real. That it’s not healthy for us to watch and see these things if it makes us feel fulfilled. It’s like spiritual holy Israeli pornography. (Ouch! Did I really write that..?)

 We need to take a break and change our lives for at least a week and understand that there’s no real music without the Bait Ha’Mikdash. There’s no real weddings without it. There’s no really clean clothing that doesn’t smell. There’s no shower that will clean the real shmutz of galus that’s holding us back from our real relationship with Hashem. The 9 Days are like a much needed intervention. It’s taking away our phone for a week and forcing us to “see” to have a “chazon” to take a long hard look and appreciate what we are missing. What is right around the corner if only we want and feel we need it enough and stop settling for less.

 So yes, perhaps I hope my statuses are done for good. I hope these E-Mails are done for good. I’d much rather everyone be here together with me forever. I’d rather hear torah from Moshe Rabbeinu himself. From the shechina. Ok… I’ll be honest… I don’t really feel that way… I miss posting my statuses as well. I miss my phone. I miss my virtual world. It’s easy. It’s good and it’s fun. But I know I’m wrong. I know it’s not what it’s supposed be. Shabbos Chazon is the time when we are meant to try to finally and really get the vision, just as Shuva is the time when we are meant to repent. May Hashem bless us all with that vision. And may we already this Shabbos see the 33- the redemption and the realization of the eternal vision of our nation and our forefathers by what will god willing be the holiday of Tishah B’av, celebrating redeemed.

 Have an insightful Shabbos,

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

 

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YIDDISH PROVERB OF THE WEEK

 

“A sach mentshen zehen, nor vainik fun zai farshtai’en.- Many people see things but few understand them.

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S TOUR GUIDE EXAM QUESTION OF THE WEEK

answer below at end of Email

 

31) An Alawite village which lies in the northern border of Israel is:

Near which latitude line is Israel located?

A) 30

B) 40

C) 50

D) 60

RABBI SCHWARTZ’S COOL VIDEO OF THE WEEK

 

 

https://soundcloud.com/ephraim-schwartz/al-eileh-acapella  - It’s the three Weeks. Acapella time again… and start off your three weeks with my mournful Al Eileh Composition that hopefully we won’t have to sing this Tisha B’Av

 

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S ERA’S AND THEIR PLACES AND PEOPLE IN ISRAEL OF THE WEEK

 

Crazy Driver-. With Yehu being anointed King by Yonah the messenger prophet of Elisha and given the mandate to take out the Yehoram, the king of Israel and son of Achav he began to plan his revolt. Yehoram who had been injured in the battle against Chazael in Ramot Gilead on the other side of the Jordan River had returned to recover in the palace in Tel Yizrael. Meantime his brother-in-law Achazya the King of Yehudah came to visit him. Achazya was bad news as well. According to our sages he erased the name of Hashem in his personal sefer Torah and replaced it with idolatrous names. Big mistake.

 

So Yehu thus makes sure no one leaves Ramot Gilead to warn Yehoram and he heads over there to Yizrael to carry out his mission. The Navi tells us that he is a crazy driver. As he approaches the city, the lookout spots him and identifies his crazy driving habits and tells Yehoram that the troops of “his” general Yehu are approaching. Yehoram, a bit suspicious sends out messengers to find out what’s going on. But Yehu keeps sending the messengers away. He wants Yehoram to come out to him, away from his protection and army. He needs him the field of Navot. Remember him? He was the one who Jezebel had killed in order that Achav could take his vineyard which he didn’t want to sell. Although Hashem had decreed payback from Achav but he did teshuva, but his son who continued the evil of his father and Jezebel chips had finally come in.

 

So Yehoram exits the city towards Yehu. He calls out a friendly hello and boom Yehu tells him the game is over and he shoots him straight through the chest with his arrow as he is fleeing. He then tells his officer to chuck his body in the field of Navos. Let it be clear what this was all about. Next he went after Achazya who had fled. He chased him not far away from there to the city of Megiddo and he had him brought to him and killed there- although the account in Divrey Ha’Yamim- Chronicles differs and says that he fled Meggido and went to Shomron where he was killed. Achazya being the King of Yehuda and not liable for the sin of Navot was given an honorable burial sent back to Jerusalem where he was buried in the city of David. Today in the Ir David one can visit the burial place of the Kings that they discovered there. It’s a bit off the beaten track and to be honest, I’ve only been there in my tour guiding course. Generally I just like to do the water tunnels instead.

 

There’s one more payback and that’s Jezebel. Stay tuned next week for her graphic death.

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ’S TERRIBLE JOKES  OF THE WEEK

 

NO JOKES IT’S THE NINE DAYS…. SHAME ON YOU FOR EVEN LOOKING FOR A QUICK LAUGH…

 

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The answer to this week”s question is A  -. What a stupid question. I hate stupid trivia questions that theres no need to know. Who the heck cares what its’ latitude is from the Equator? I guessed 40 an was wrong. The answer was A,- 30 degrees. Whoopee! I probably would’ve skipped this one. I did get the first one right though. The answer is of course Rajur or Ajjar or however you want to call it. I talk about it all the time when I’m at Tel Dan and you can look over towards this former Syrian village that decided that they wanted to be part of Israel after the 6 Day War. Lately I actually go in there with tourists as I have an amaing contact there that shares the incredible story of the kfar. So I got this half right and score is now  at 23 for Schwartz and 8 for Ministry of tourism on this exam so far.

Saturday, June 3, 2023

The End of the Beginning- Parshat Naso/ Beha'aloscha 2023 5783

 

Insights and Inspiration

from the

Holy Land

from

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

"Your friend in Karmiel"

June 2nd 2023 -Volume 12 Issue 33 13th of Sivan 5783

 

Parshat Naso/ Beha’aloscha

The End of the Beginning

It’s over. It was glorious. It was amazing. It was inspiring. There’s nothing like Shavuos in Eretz Yisrael. More than any holiday, here’s where you really feel the Chag Ha’Bikkurim- the festival of the cutting of the new fruits. The spring comes to an end. The hills are full of the first fruits growing. The wheat fields have been harvested. It’s an amazing time of year. Yerushalayim was packed with tourists experiencing the pilgrimage holiday. Just 56 years ago it was right after the 6-Day war when Hashem gave us back the old city of Yerushalayim. We returned to the Kotel and even the Har Ha’Bayis. Although we stupidly and perhaps callously handed back to the Waqf so they can keep desecrating it with their horrible golden pimple. That year thousands returned for the first time in 19 years to celebrate Shavuos at the Kotel. And since then, it’s been tens of thousands annually that come to see Hashem in the Holy place where He will soon return to.

In Karmiel we don’t have the Bais Ha’Mikdash and neither do you in the Diaspora, yet we all feel the holiness of the day when we stay up all night and learn and study Torah. Shacharis after that all-nighter is inspiring in a joyous way. It’s like Ne’ila on Yom Kippur when you are drained but uplifted but without the fear and trepidation of Din and the angst of confessions for all the bad things we did. And there’s cheesecake and blintzes and coffee all night. There’s Rus, there’s the Ten Commandments, songs of Hallel. Sunrise davening. Yes, Shavuos is amazing. Was amazing… But now it’s over. Now what?

It’s another four months or so until the next holiday season. That’s a loooong time. Standing on deck we’ve got fast days. The 7th of Tamuz, three weeks of Mourning, Tisha B’Av and a month of teshuva and selichos in Elul. Pretty depressing. It’s a good time to get away. Maybe come to Israel? It’s not like it’s short days either. The days are long. They’re hot. It kind of makes you wish that we had some good holidays to stick in the middle here. Hey, why not take some of those Tishrei holidays and put them over here. Maybe make 4 days of Sukkos and then have simchas torah and Hoshana Rabba later. Maybe Chanuka? I could eat a latka or a doughnut.

The truth is the Zohar tell us that in fact there were supposed to be holidays here, yet they were divided between Yaakov and Esau. Yaakov took the months of Nisan, Iyar and Sivan and Esau took the next three months. (Yaakov actually grabbed back the month of Elul- so at least it’s not a month of mourning, although no holidays.) And imaginably soon we’re told that when Mashiach comes all of the fast days in these months will be turned to holidays. But in the meantime, it’s a bit depressing. It’s like we entered a new world.

It’s not the first time this has happened to us historically. In fact, as Rav Kook teaches this is perhaps the foundation and basis of everything that the world and our job stand for here. It’s what everything is all about. And to understand what I’m talking about, look at this week’s Torah portion (at least here in Israel) and perhaps you’ll see one of the most troubling and challenging stories in our Torah; the aftermath of Sinai.

It was a year after the first Shavuos. We remembered how we stood by Sinai. We saw the sounds, heard the blasts, we saw Hashem, the smoke. There was not a bird that chirped. It was the perfect silence. Over the year, we had built the Mishkan. We anointed the Kohen Gadol. We had started daily sacrifices, just a month ago. The journey to Israel is on its way. We’re 11 days away. And then boom. It all falls apart. We fall into the basest of desires. Jew want to marry their family members?! We are craving steaks and meat. We remember the tuna fish they served us in Egypt! Really?!! Hashem sends quail and we stuff our faces even though we know it’s gonna kill us? What happened to this holy nation? How does anyone fall so far and so fast?! It doesn’t make any sense whatsoever.

Even stranger to a large degree is Moshe’s behavior He’s obviously perturbed at this state of affairs. Yet, he turns to Hashem and says he’s had enough.

Why did I do so bad in a previous life that you stick me with this people. Why do I have to shlep around this nation? Where should I get meat to feed them from?! I can’t do this alone anymore… Why don’t you just kill me already. Please! I can’t stand to see this evil anymore!

Woahhh… That’s pretty crazy. But yet, it’s all there in the Parsha. Moshe is totally ready to throw in the towel. Yet, Hashem is not ready for that to happen yet. He tells Moshe that there will be Sanhedrin. The men start to prophesize in the camp. According to the Midrash they even start to talk about the end of days and Gog and Magog. On the other hand, there’s death, there’s plague. It’s the burial place of desire- kivrot ha’taava… What is going on?! It’s like the whole world went insane suddenly.

Comes along Rav Kook and explains. He tells us that our sages teach us that from the beginning of time when Adam was created, he was a combination of three souls; Adam, Dovid and Moshe. Dovid of course representing the final kingship of Mashiach. As well we have three eras, the beginning of the world, the era of Torah and the era of Mashiach. Do you know what Matan Torah was? It was a moment in time when we felt the ultimate world of Mashiach. Not a bird chirped. The shechina came down to the world. The whole world witnessed Hashem. It was a perfect world and moment. Yet, it was only temporary. The moment it was over the mountain was no longer holy. The cows and sheep could graze again on that mountain. The world went back to normal. It was over. It wasn’t time yet. But for that second, for that Shavuos, we were there.

When Hashem tells Moshe to take us out Egypt, right here by that mountain at the burning bush when we first meet Mt. Sinai, Moshe doesn’t want the job.

Send the liberation in the hands of the ultimate redeemer, Moshe begs. Make it Mashiach. Don’t take them out and give them a taste and then remove it from them. Yet, Hashem demurs. It’s not time yet. Moshe is the one who is meant to draw us out (translation of the word moshe) of the mud, out of the meitzarim- the straits of Egypt. Mashiach is the anointed one. He is the one that has the purified oil all over him. There is no more mud. There is only kedusha. There is only Hashem. But Hashem is not ready for that era to enter yet. We still have work to do. We need to do the work of Moshe. We need to take the Torah that we were given, that is a taste of the World to Come, and bring it down to the lowest place and shine that eternal light of redemption and raise it up to heaven. And so, we leave that mountain to begin our work.

The workplace is at the lowest point. It’s at basest desires. It’s this filthy, smelly, desire-filled hedonistic muddy place and we start to cry when we hit that rock bottom. We can’t do this. We need Moshe to feed us. We need that light to bring us up. The yeshiva student was taken out of Lakewood or Williamsburg and thrown into red light district of Vegas or Amsterdam and to a world fill of desire and distance and it shakes us to our core. This parsha writes Rav Kook is the meeting place of the soul of Moshe and the soul of Mashiach and their eras. It’s a nuclear reaction.

When Moshe sees this, he’s ready to hand in the keys. My job is over. I don’t have meat to feed the people. My job was to raise them up and bring them to Sinai. It’s time for Mashiach, he tells Hashem once again. Kill me and bring on the final era. It’s the end of the beginning and now it’s time for the beginning of the end.

But Hashem is not ready for that yet. He tells Moshe that there will be sages. There will be scholars. There will be prophets. They will continue to be there for us even after Moshe is gone. They will help us to “bury” those desires. Moshe may die, but Yehoshua will bring us into the land. The process will continue. But with the Torah and the memory of that Shavuos, we have the key that we need to bring that final day. We can bring the day where the whole world is that Sinai experience forever. A day that is entirely Shabbos.

Shavuos is over... but it’s not. I told my shul this past holiday how fascinating it is that we Jews in this generation have a thing about visiting “holy” sites. We have Jews going to Ukraine, to Crackow, to Spain, to any Jewish heritage trip that the travel agent can come up with. Mostly to places where they killed, tortured, murdered and threw us out of, and yet we can’t help but to go back there and support their local economies and get all nostalgic about the “alteh heim” the fish we ate in Egypt. I’m just saying…

Yet, I’ve never heard of anyone making tours to Mt. Sinai. Jabal Mussa. It’s weird right? I mean one would think that would be the top place to visit. It’s there that the shechina came down to the world to. It’s there where the entire world heard the Ten Commandments. It’s there where all of the Jews for the first and perhaps only time in our existence didn’t fight and were all on the same page and connected. Yet, it seems that no one goes there.

There’s an incredible letter by the Lubavitcher Rebbe to a Doctor that visited Sinai as part of the archeological team after 1956 Suez Campaign when Sinai returned to us. The doctor notes how he went to this holy mountain and was astounded that he didn’t feel anything there. Nothing spiritual. It wasn’t a Kotel experience or even a Shilo or Uman experience. It was just empty desert. Hot desert with camels walking around. This bothered him, and he was writing to the Rebbi to understand why he didn’t feel anything. Maybe there was something wrong with his soul that he had no nostalgia for Sinai that awakened in him.

The Rebbi answered him that it shouldn’t be a wonder. There is nothing there. What took place by Sinai was above time, and space. It couldn’t be encapsulated in anything physical and nothing of it remained in the physical world. Yet the power of that moment is all in two places. It is in the Torah that we study and were granted and given access and a connection to there. And it is in the heart and soul of every Jew with whom we are meant to connect with and bring the world back to that moment. That is where we feel Sinai. That is how we move forward after Shavuot.

We are in that final era right now. Shavuot is over and there are no more holidays. There are no holidays because the whole world will be one holiday. After Shavuos, we shouldn’t be looking for islands of festive moments and days amongst weeks of monotony and toil. After Shavuos we are meant to understand that we want Shavuos forever. We want the period of Mashiach. We are charged and inspired with that Torah that we learned all night. We have worked on respecting and honoring our friends after 49 days of Omer and remembering the fall of the students of Rabbi Akiva. We’re ready to final be redeemed.

We have an exciting summer ahead. We really really do. I don’t recommend making any plans that don’t include redemption, wings of eagles neshers, shofars, Mashiach and moving plans. Aliyah plans. The beginning has ended, the end is almost over. It’s time for eternity to finally start.

Have an eternal blissful Shabbos,

 Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

 

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YIDDISH PROVERB OF THE WEEK

 

“Az es vert nit besser, vert memaileh erger.” If it doesn’t get better, it will already be getting worse..

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S TOUR GUIDE EXAM QUESTION OF THE WEEK

answer below at end of Email

24) Recycled water is called:

The oldest sea-water desalination facility in Israel is located near:

A) Ashkelon

B) Eilat

C) Maagan Michael

D) Ashdod

RABBI SCHWARTZ’S COOL VIDEO OF THE WEEK

 

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1EQhunv4hc   -Mordechai Shapiro’s latest video Ani Yehudi!

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7XIg6ASLPFg    - Great new Eli Marcus song- Dugma!! Lyrics by my very own Dovid Lowy!! Kol Hakavod

 

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uJFMl2FN-nM   – Benzi Stein And Yeshiva beautiful Al Tipol rendition…love these yeshiva choirs…

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KVGpZ8fIuSA   – What a gorgeous song. Shulem Lemmer Boruch Levine, Abie Rottenberg a memorial for Reb Zecharia WAllerstien…

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S ERA’S AND THEIR PLACES AND PEOPLE IN ISRAEL OF THE WEEK

 

Don’t Doubt- 673 BC- The Jewish people had not repented entirely. Yet as we discussed last week, the famine Elisha had declared was destroying them to the extent that they were literally eating their own children. Literally- mamash… Yehoram rends his garments to daven at to Hashem, yet at the same time he blames Elisha and sends messengers to kill the prophet that he felt was the cause of this terrible tzorah. It seems like a strange dichotomy-but in fact if we look at our own lives many times we make the same mistake. We understand inherently that our troubles are caused by our sins-yet at the same time we point the finger at the individuals on the ground and the politics and politicians and deven Rabbis and leaders that we feel are really the cause and responsible for the bad things that happen to us and our nation.

 

Elisha though, is unintimidated. He tells his students in advance that the messengers of Yehoram are coming to get him and orders them to just slam the door in their face. He then announces that despite their lack of complete Teshuva, Hashem will preform a miracle like never before. Tomorrow, he says their will be so much food, that barley will go for a half a shekel and fine flour will go for one shekel. Now remember just that day, the Navi tells us that people couldn’t even buy bird poop for fifty shek, and the head of a donkey to eat for 80 shek. There was nothing around for 7 years!! And now he’s making the outrageous claim that Hashem will preform a miracle to that degree. It’s hard to swallow, to say the least- excuse the pun.

 

It’s always nice for me when this column works out well with the weekly Torah portion- and this week in the parsha (read here in Israel at least) of Behaaloscha we read about the Jewish people as well complaining about a lack of food and Hashem bringing them so much that they don’t even know what to do with it. It’s not a new deal- this miracle of Hashem that can come in one second and the Torah wants us to never doubt that faith that Hashem can turn it all around in one minute.

 

The general of Yehoram hears this prophecy and is skeptical. He declares that even if Hashem opens up the windows of heaven there can’t be that much food. Big mistake. It’s one thing to doubt and another to state that publicly before the prophet. Elisha turns to him and says that he guarantees it will happen and by the way- you general will never eat from it. Say your last prayers now…

 

Next week we meet our old friend Geichazi who is now a leper and we will learn his place in the next upcoming miracle saga.

RABBI SCHWARTZ’S ETERNITY JOKES  OF THE WEEK

 

Berel goes over to his Rabbi and tells him that he has strong desire to live to eternity

"Get married," replies the Rabbi.

"It's that simple? Would that allow me to live forever?"

"Not really, but the desire will disappear."

 

The Satan greets Yankel the know it all in Gehenom and tells him

“This is the lake of lava you will be spending eternity in”

Yankel responds-“ Actually, since we're underground, it would be magma”

Satan “You understand this is why you're here, right?”

 

A lawyer just lost a career making/breaking case so Satan sees this as an opportunity to approach him and make him an offer.

Satan: I will make you the most successful lawyer in history. You will never lose a case again. You will be famous. You will be wealthy beyond your wildest imagination.

Lawyer: What's the catch?

Satan: I want the souls of your parents, your siblings, your spouse, your children and all your future descendants for damnation in hell for all eternity.

Lawyer: Okay, but what's the catch?

 

Brain cells die, skin cells die, hair cells die, but fat cells must be the holiest cells of all because it seems that they were granted eternal life

 

A shekel dies and goes to heaven. At his arrival at the gates of heaven, the Hashem Himself welcomes him while angels play the trumpets. The shekel doesn't believe his eyes as he is being given the most beautiful cloud of all with riches and food and honey for eternity.

The next day the 200-shekel bill dies. He also rises to heaven but there doesn't appear to be anyone. He pushed the gate open by himself but behind it is nobody but one angel playing on his phone. The 200-shekel bill asks for his cloud but is given a little filthy grey rainy cloud. As he tries to make himself comfortable in which is doesn't succeed, he sees the shekel on his right partying with all the angels at his enormous white cloud. Upset he goes to Hashem himself to complain.

 "Why does the shekel get the best cloud while I get this stormy trash? I'm more valuable, right?", he demands

 Hashem responds “yeah, but you we didn't see that much in shul”

 

I am the beginning of eternity, the end of time and space, the beginning of every end, And the end of every place. What am I?

The letter 'e'.

 

My girlfriend and I got in a fight the other day...

After a minute, she said "This is the last straw" and left.

I panicked. I called and texted wondering where she was.

After what felt like an eternity, she comes walking in the front door with groceries. Confused, I said, "I thought you were gone forever? I thought you were done with me."

She said "No honey...I told you...we ran out of straws..."

 

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The answer to this week”s question is A  - Another half right for me. I knew that recycled water is called Mayim Tehorim- purified water. Basically all the sewage water in this country gets sent to these plants where little bacteria eat up all of the poop and makes it quality drinking level water. But, don’t worry, it’s not used for drinking water. Rather it is used for all of the agriculture in this country. So I got that one right. I got wrong the first plant for desalinization. I was pretty sure it was in the South and I went with Ashdod, but the correct answer is that other southern city of Ashkelon. Over a half a billion cubic meters of water is produced a year from Desalination and there are currently 5 plants that take the salt out of the sea water and turn it into quality drinking water that provide almost 70% of the drinking water of Israel. So I got this one half right and the score now stands at 17.5 for Schwartz and 6.5 for Ministry of tourism on this exam so far.

Friday, January 13, 2023

Flower Child- Parshat Shemos 2023 5783

 

Insights and Inspiration

from the

Holy Land

from

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

"Your friend in Karmiel"

January 13th 2023 -Volume 12 Issue 13 20th of Tevet 5783

 

Parshat Shemos

Flower Child

 

I’m not a flower person. It’s just not my thing. Don’t get me wrong, I like and admire a beautiful garden as much as the next person. I think it’s nice to sip tea or wine and nosh on croissants and pastries and cheese surrounded by beautiful colorful flowers and some birds chirping around in the neighboring trees for good measure. I just never got into all the different types and names of flowers or saw any particular thrill in planting or growing them. I can name you about three types of flowers, Roses, Lilies and Tulips and I don’t even know the difference between the last two.

 

In Hebrew I’m way worse in knowing the differences between the types of flowers- something that we had to know for our Tour Guiding course and exam incidentally. I skipped all those questions. They were all Kalanits, Irsim, or Rakefet- not that I know the difference of those either. That information just does not go into my mind. I have a mental block when it comes to any interest in flowers besides the aesthetic appreciation of how nice that bouquet or garden looks. I’m the guide that is telling his tourists to “check out those pretty purple flowers” or those “really gorgeous red one and yellow ones” and that’s about all I have to say about them.

 

To be honest, I was always jealous of those guides that could just stop on the side of the trail and explain a few cool things about the flowers growing on the side of the road or in the fields as we drive by. I’m so bad I can’t even make things up about flowers. I evne bought books about the botany in Israel and the information just doesn’t go in. I fall asleep in five minutes when I open them. So, my tourists will just have to be satisfied with my incredible color identification skills. What type of flower is that? They ask. “A purple and green one with some thorny things sticking out of it” is the best answer I can give them. But I think it’s time for lunch now, is usually the best distraction that works, and we move on. Yup…my botanical acumen is not the reason they hired me.  

 

My wife on the other hand, though likes flowers more than I do. She just recently chopped down our haddasim forest that I kind of liked in front of our house and know we have an herb garden and flower garden and a pretty lame looking orange tree and an avocado pit in a glass jar growing in their former glorious place. She likes planting things and watching them grow and then eating them, or having them watch us eat. Either way, it’s cheaper than having another baby, and I stopped growing (and eating), so it’s her nachas. Let her knock herself out. I don’t think she knows the names of flowers either. Unlike her grandmother Omi, who could probably write a book on the subject or even my Mother-in-Law who can fake it pretty well, my wife is more like me in just naming them by colors. But her added enjoyment is the planting and growing aspect of it, while for me they are just taking up place on in their vase on the Shabbos table where a nice platter of deli meat and cold cuts could fit. Or they are just silly things that seminary girls bring for Shabbos instead of those delicious plastic candy and nut platters which I really enjoy. Yeah, getting flowers for Shabbos for me, is like having a tree planted in Israel for your Bar Mitzva gift. Where’s the check?

 

Yet, while reading this week’s parsha I discovered an incredible and bizarre midrash and Rashi that that perhaps identifies some of my mental block and trauma when it comes to flowers. You may have heard it before and kind of ignored it like I did in the past-as it just seems so “out there” that you just don’t know what to do with it. But yet, the insight that I saw from the Shvilei Pinchas this week shed new light on the Midrash and on our Jewish roots- if you’ll excuse the many puns coming in advance, that I just had to share it with you.

 

See the Gemara in Sota 11b  tells us that when we were in Mitzrayim and the Egyptians were on the prowl for Jewish babies to throw into the Nile, the Jewish mothers would go to the fields and give birth secretly over there. But you know what? It’s such an incredible gemara, I’ll excerpt it for you patient readers… It’s just too fantastic not to.

 

“Rav Avira taught: In the merit of the righteous women that were in that generation, the Jewish people were redeemed from Egypt...At the time when these women would go to the river to draw water, the Hakadosh Baruch Hu, would materialize for them small fish that would enter into their pitchers, and they would therefore draw pitchers that were half filled with water and half filled with fish. And they would then come and place two pots on the fire, one pot of hot water for washing their husbands and one pot of fish with which to feed them.

 

And they would then take what they prepared to their husbands, to the field, and would bathe their husbands and anoint them with oil and feed them the fish and give them to drink and bond with them.  And when these women would become pregnant, they would come back to their homes, and when the time for them to give birth would arrive they would go and give birth in the field under the apple tree, as it is stated: “Under the apple tree I awakened you; there your mother was in travail with you; there was she in travail and brought you forth” (Song of Songs 8:5)

 

And then Hashem, would send from the heavens above an angel who would clean and prepare the newborns, just as a midwife prepares the newborn, as it is stated:

“And as for your birth, on the day you were born, your navel was not cut nor were you washed with water for cleansing; you were not salted at all, nor swaddled at all” (Ezekiel 16:4).

 

And then, the angel would gather for them two round stones from the field and the babies would nurse from that which would flow out of them. One of the stones flowed with oil and one of the stones flowed with honey, as it is stated:

“Va’yinkeihu dvash mi’selah u’mitzur chalamish -And He would suckle them with honey from a crag and oil from a flinty rock” (Deuteronomy 32:13).

 

And once the Egyptians would notice them, realizing that they were Jewish babies, they would come to kill them. But a miracle would occur, and they would be absorbed by the earth. And the Egyptians would then bring oxen and would plow upon them, as it is stated: “al gabi chorshu chorshim-The plowers plowed upon my back; they made long their furrows” (Psalms 129:3).

 

 After the Egyptians would leave, the babies would emerge and exit the ground like grass of the field, as it is stated: “Rivava k’tzemach ha’sadeh nasatich-“I caused you to increase even as the growth of the field” (Ezekiel 16:7).

 

And once the babies would grow, they would come like many flocks of sheep to their homes, as it is stated in the continuation of the verse: “And you did increase and grow up and you came with excellent beauty [ba’adi adayim]” (Ezekiel 16:7). Do not read the verse as: “Ba’adi adayim,” “with excellent beauty.” Rather, read it as: Be’edrei adarim, meaning: As many flocks.

 

And when Hashem, revealed Himself at the Red Sea, these children recognized Him first, as it is stated: “Zeh Kei’li V’Anveihu -This is my God, and I will glorify Him” (Exodus 15:2). They recognized Him from the previous time that He revealed Himself to them in their infancy, enabling them to say: “This is my God.”

 

C’mon. I know it’s a bit lengthy but how fantastic is this Midrash? Now, Ive heard and learned this before and to be honest it’s always creeped me out. I don’t know little babies with flowers on their head sprouting up from the ground is spooky. It’s kind of like why I never liked Teletubbies (besides the annoying song “Time for Teletubbies..Time for Teletubbies.. Twinky Winky Lala Poh… Teletubbies… Aarrghh…). As well as beautiful as the image of angels washing and feeding us and nursing honey and oil from stone might be, that image of Egyptians coming and plowing us over while we are buried underneath the grass is a bit terrifying and what nightmares and years of therapy are made of. Maybe that’s why I never liked flowers much.

 

Yet, as in all deep and simple Midrashim and esoteric words of our Rabbis, they are not fairy tales. There is a deep hidden message that they are trying to get across. And the Shvilei Pinchas quotes the ARI’Zl and other commentaries that explain what is going on here, as well as shedding light on some incredible corroborating texts.

 

He first notes the Klai Yakar he notes that Yaakov’s blessing and the one that many parents sing to their children each night before they go to bed of Ha’Malach Ha’Goel- the angel that redeems us is in fact referring to this story where it finds its fulfillment. We tell our children that they should be

Yidgu la’rov b’kerev ha’aretz- be fruitful like fish within the land.

 

He explains that b’kerev ha’aretz- literally means within the ground. That just as fish don’t have any evil eye-ayin ha’ra because they are hidden from the eye under the water, so to the children of Israel in Egypt when they were being fruitful and multiplying Hashem hid us from the Egyptians and their evil eye inside the ground literally! That gives a whole new light to the song that you sing your children at night, doesn’t it? Singing to them about them being buried in the ground is almost as creepy as that other another psychopathic song to sing your kids about boughs breaking and babies falling cradle and all…

 

In fact he suggests that is the reason why Yosef bought all of the land during the years of famine from the Egyptians. It was in order that he would be able to remove the ervas ha’aretz- the impurity of the land spiritually from it under his ayin harah and holy eye of purity that the Tzadik can bring. And thus those future underground (literally!)  Jewish baby ward would be a holy place for the children of Israel to develop.

 

As well when Pharaoh, who the Torah tells us forgot Yosef is nervous about the Jewish people multiplying so much the words he uses is scarily

 

Shemos 1(:8)“And he (Pharaoh) said to his nation-  Behold the nation of Israel is many and greater than us. Let us deal shrewdly with them, so that they may not increase; otherwise in the event of war they may join our enemies in fighting against us and rise from the ground.

 

Woahh… You see that bolded underlined “rise from the ground”- it has a whole new meaning, now doesn’t it?

 

Yet it gets even more powerful and deeper. For we are told that there are four levels of Creation. There are inanimate objects like rocks- called domeim in Hebrew. There is plant life, wild and animal life and human beings. The function of Creation is to elevate from one level to another. Dirt and soil become plant life which gets eaten by animals which get eaten by humans. When a Jew makes blessings or preforms mitzvos which each of these aspects of creation for example using stone to build a shul, eating fruits and vegetables and salad or fulfilling the agricultural mitzvos we elevate the plant life. When we eat shwarma and steak and making blessings over them or to enjoy Hashem on Shabbos in our chulent we’ve elevated them as well. The Sefat Emes even suggests that the four terminologies Hashem used of V’hotzaisi, V’Hitzalti, V’Goalti and V’Lakachti that correspond to the four cups of wine by our Pesach seder correspond to the promise that we would elevate all the sparks of holiness up and out of Egypt when we would leave. From the bottom up.

 

Thus he explains when we leave Egypt and the verse tells us that va’yinatzlu es Mitzrayim- we emptied out the country. The Talmud tells us two examples of what that means. Either that it is like a fish net that emptied out all its fish or a granary that has emptied out all its grain. All levels of Creation and the sparks hidden there had been elevated. It is for that reason Hashem planted us in the ground and fed us from the rocks. So that we don’t have to wait for all of the holy sparks to go through all of the levels of Creation until they make it to our Shabbos table. We start from the bottom and raised them up in our pure, untainted infant-like state.

 

The Egyptians fearing this brought oxen to plow upon us. Why oxen? Why plow? They understood (on whatever subconscious spiritual level- in this message our sages are teaching us) that the Yosef is symbolized by the Ox. It is the blessing of Yaakov to him, it is they symbol of his tribe. They were trying to destroy us by recalling the sin of the brothers and the hatred that sold us down to Egypt in the first place and divided us. They were trying to sow hate and jealousy among us and erase the holiness and unity that Yosef had revealed in us. But Hashem didn’t let it happen. The righteous woman of faith made sure that we would be taken care of. We all left Egypt together and pointed to Hashem and recognized that we were the nation and He is the God that beautified us and we will glorify Him. Together. We are his flower children.

 

One of the most incredible things about flowers is that what makes them beautiful is the various colors. There are no black hat gardens, or white kippa seruga ones either. What makes a garden magnificent is the variety of colors, of shapes, of petals. It’s a bouquet. In Song of Songs where most of the verses of that gemara quote from Shlomo Ha’Melech we are constantly compared to a garden. Each yid has the potential to achieve and become that special rose. Each Jew can point their finger to Hashem and say “This is my God and I will glorify Him. It’s in our roots. It’s how we were planted. It’s how we were raised. Shemos – the book of our Redemption begins with this field of dreams. May it be the pathway to that first Garden that Hashem planted that is awaiting us in paradise.

Have a flowery Shabbos,

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

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YIDDISH PROVERB OF THE WEEK

 

“Vildeh grozen vaksen iber nacht”-  Wild grass grows overnight

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RABBI SCHWARTZ'S TOUR GUIDE EXAM QUESTION OF THE WEEK

answer below at end of Email

6) Caliph Umar conquered Jerusalem in the year:

The Muslims defeated the Byzantines in the battle of:

A) Karbala

B) Ain Jalut

C) Marj Dabiq

D) the Yarmuk

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ’S COOL VIDEO OF THE WEEK

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kRBfdj88KXM   – Naftali Kempeh doin Carlebach’s Mizmor Shir L’Shabbos…

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJ3pgTA2Wms  – Shwekey and Waldner at HASC 36 down memory lane…

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r6SfG5j1PCc   – HASC 36 Eisp’aar new Eitan Katz song nice!

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lRkpblJzAb8   -  And of course Shemos is not complete without Aharon Razel’s Ha’Sneh Boeir

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rgPGVU1nO7I  – Great Fried Medley by Yanky Hill

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S ERA’S AND THEIR PLACES AND PEOPLE IN ISRAEL OF THE WEEK

 

War again- 704 BC – Picking up from last week, we continue with the march through the Negev, which was the land of Edom to attack Mesha the king of Moav, which of course is modern day Jordan. Yehoram,  is the one that instigated this battle after Mesha refused to pay his annual tribute to Israel. He enlisted Yehoshafat the king of Yehudah to join forces with him and the two together convinced the King od Edom as well to join the party. They had thought that a surprise attack from the South would give them an advantage over Moav who would be expecting them to come from across the Jordan River, yet the navi, tells us that they miscalculated. The journey across the long hot desert of the Negev took them 7 days. And they found themselves outside Moav but weary and more significantly water-less.

 

It is at this point that Yehoram regrets this attack and expresses that perhaps this is Hashem’s way of punishing them for their sins. Yehoshafat on the other hand, tells him that the only way to really know the plans of Hashem is through the words of His prophets. And whadaya know? Who happens to be in the neighbourhood? None other than Elisha! He is described as the one who poured water on the hands of Eliyahu. According to the commentaries this is either a reference to the miracle at Mt. Carmel, when Eliyahu ordered him to bring up 12 barrels of water to pour on his altar there and which miraculously flowed. Alternatively our sages tell us that the significance of Elisha more than his prophecy and scholarship is that he served Eliyahu. Serving a talmid chacham is greater than studying from him, in their eyes.

 

Elisha at first rebukes Yehoram, who unlike the other kings who submitted themselves and came humbly to Elisha and removed their crowns, kept his on. He pushes him away with his words blasting him for not removing the illegal bamos that were still in use. Yet, Yehoram, pleads for Elisha’s help and asserts that he removed idolatry from the country and truly believes in Hashem. Elisha, thus soften, however he still is challenged as he has not achieved prophecy since Eliyahu’s passing. What’s the solution for this? He calls a menagen- a music player. It’s time for a Kumzitz. Only through music can he be uplifted, and only when he is uplifted will the spirit of Hashem rest upon him. C’mon… How awesome is this… Take that all you anti- Carlebach minyan people…!

 

When the spirit of Hashem rests upon him, he tells them that Hashem will miraculously provide water. Their battle against Mesha will be successful. They will and should destroy their cities, burn down their fields and trees. Stuff up all their wells. Give it to them like they never had it before. It was good news. It couldn’t get any better.

 

Sure enough the next morning they arose the next morning and water poured down the Negev Hills towards the Arava valley. It was a miracle. They drank and prepared for battle. But Hashem wasn’t done with preforming miracles yet. Next week we hear what else He had in store for us and them.

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ’S TERRIBLE JEWISH MOTHER  JOKES OF THE WEEK

 

Heshy and Barbra have been having trouble in their marriage for a while. So when they hear about a marriage seminar promising to make their marriage great they decide to attend.

“One of the most important things in marriage”, says the speaker, “is to get to really know your spouse well. For example, how many of you know what’s your wife’s favorite type of flower is? Something like this is very important.”

Heshyy smiles, proud of himself, leans over to Barbara and whispers, “It’s all-purpose Spelt flour isn’t it?”

 

Morris Epstein stopped by the florist to pick up something for his wife.

 “That’s a nice little bouquet,” said a woman, pointing to the flowers Morris was buying.

“Yeah, my wife and I had an argument last night,” Morris admitted. “I was going to buy her a dozen roses, but after I thought about it a bit, I don’t think she’s that mad at me.”

 

Moishe was at the flower store.

 "Sorry, we don't have potted geraniums," the clerk told Moishe, and then added helpfully, "Could you use African violets?"

"No," replied Moishe sadly, "It was geraniums my wife Miriam told me to water while she was gone."

 

Solly Lieberman stopped off at the flower store and picked up a beautiful bouquet of flowers for his wife's birthday.

"A little surprise, eh?" smiled the clerk.

"You bet," answered Solly. "She's expecting a cruise."

 

An elderly couple had dinner at another couple's house, and after eating, the wives left the table and went into the kitchen. The two gentlemen were talking, and one said, "Last night we went out to a new restaurant and it was really great I would recommend it very highly.

The other man said, "What is the name of the restaurant?"

The first man thought and thought and finally said, "What is the name of that flower you give to someone you love? You know... the one that's red and has thorns."

"Do you mean a rose?"

"Yes, that's the one," replied the man. He then turned towards the kitchen and yelled, "Rose, what's the name of that restaurant we went to last night?"

 

The wife has just phoned me to tell me that 3 women in her office have received flowers today and they are absolutely gorgeous.

I said, "That's probably why !!"

 

Someone keeps sending me flowers with the heads cut off. I think I'm being stalked

 

God initially planned to use wasps to pollinate flowers. But in the end, he went with plan Bee.

 

my wife complains that i don't buy her flowers. To be honest, i didn't know she sold flowers

 

Roses are red, violets are blue. When it comes to flower colours, the person who wrote this rhyme really has no clue.

 

Did you hear the one about the dead flower? I think I should stop telling it, it just makes no scents.

 

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The answer to this week”s question is  D – I got this one half right. I was off on the date. Why anyone has to know the exact date anyways? Who cares. I guess 686 CE when Muhammed’s father in law the second caliphate took Jerusalem and threw out the Christian Byzantine Romans. It was 638. Oh well. But I did know about the battle of Yarmuk. I knew that from my Mishpacha magazine article tour on the Golan Heights. You should know that from there as well. It was in the year 636 and it was one of the most important battles in the history of the world, when the Muslims finally threw the Christian Byzantines out of Israel and started the Muslim Empire. It was a 6 Day War isn’t that amazing. It took place right by the top of Jordan Valley in Gilead. So got this one half right!  So the score is 4.5 for Schwartz and 1.5 for Ministry of tourism on this exam so far…