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Friday, May 15, 2026

Sharing the Born-den- Parshat Bamidbar 2026 5786

 Insights and Inspiration

from the

Holy Land

from

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

"Your friend in Karmiel"

May 15th 2026 -Volume 16 Issue 29 28th of Iyar 5786

 

Parshat Bamidbar

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 Sharing the Born-den

 

Let's put aside all of the politics for a second. I know in Israel, that's a very hard ask. Politics here is like air and water. It's everything. I love those people, like my wife, who "turn it all off" and claim to have no clue about anything that's going on. But it doesn't work. At the end of the day, it's all over the place. The signs on the street, the talk in shul, the bais midrash, the Mikva and the makolet. Who's running for office? Who are you voting for? None of them are worth anything. This guy's not good. That one's a phony. This party sold us out. They're just interested in their money, their limo, their chauffer, their cigars. It's all about power. Looks like we're heading back to that balagan again soon. So get ready. Here comes the new catchy jingles for each party. I'm not looking forward to this. Where are my earplugs?

 

But before we start this whole cycle again, let's put it all aside for a moment, because I want to talk about something first. It's a burning hot issue. It's, I believe the core of everything. It's something I learned at my Sheva Brachos, by a great speech given by a friend of inlaws. He told me that the most important thing to know to have a happy successful marriage comes down to two words. If you learn them, you're good to go. If you don't, then you're going to have a very hard time. What are the two words? "You're right". She's always right. Even if she's wrong, remember… She's still right. It's a good wife, he told me, that let's her husband think he's right every once in a while. But tachlis, if you want to be happy, just remember, she's always right. It will make things a lot easier, if you can swallow that.

 

On that note, I want to use that concept when it comes to politics here. To all the different opinions and ideas. It's a way of preparing ourselves for what's to come. It's good for us to see things from the other side. So I want to talk specifically about one issue. The issue of the army. The issue of the draft. The idea that we all have to serve. Not just sit in the Bais Midrash and claim to be learning to protect our soldiers. But really take a gun, put on the uniform and kill these guys. That-here comes the hard part to swallow, that unless we do that, we're not really "sharing the burden".

 

That's really the point, I want us to focus on. To swallow. To hear. To absorb and internalize. No matter how much tehillim we say, how much Torah we learn, how many tefillos we recite, at the end of the day, it's not our son on the front line. It's not my child that's facing an army of terrorists, where soldiers are getting targeted and injured each day. It's not my husband, my father, my brother who may chas ve'shalom never come back home again. Whose empty bed or seat by the Shabbos table is a stark reminder of the danger that he's in. Of the fear and sleeplessness that I will never see them there and they will never fill them again. We're not sharing that burden, that the ones that are serving are experiencing and sacrificing for. In the same way, that all of us that didn't have a child being held hostage in Gaza, could possibly ever share that burden those family members were suffering through, because ultimately it wasn't really our own flesh and blood skin in the game, that they had.

 

Now there's no need to respond. To defend. To answer. To justify. And certainly not to attack. It doesn't work in marriage. You know that. It won't work here either. That's not to say there aren't legitimate responses or even alternate perspectives. There are in marriage and there certainly are here in politics and on this hot button issue. But, as I said, I want to put all of that aside. Let's just focus on what they're right about. What we're wrong about. What they're going through, that we're not. That at the end of the day, we're not really sharing that overwhelming, incomprehensible burden. We're not alleviating it any real or meaningful way. It's heavy. It's hard. It's scary and it's painful. They're right. We need to truly feel that and internalize that lacking of ours. Only after we do that, do I believe that conversation and the politics should begin. But it all has to start with that foundation. They're right.

 

Why do I say this, on this particular week? Because, that's really what the parshat Ha'Shavuah this week-the parsha that we are meant to read each year before Shavuos, the one that opens up the book of our journey to Israel, that describes our process of coming home and the struggles we need to overcome is all about. Welcome to Sefer Bamidbar; the book of the wilderness.  

 

To be honest, what I'm going to share with you is an idea that I've never really seen before or even thought about. It jumped out at me this year. It called me. It's the essence of the parsha that I believe most of us kind of gloss over. To be honest, it's quite boring. Yet, to a large degree it's the essence of everything. It's the key to understanding what everything is all about.

 

The center of this introduction that carries over three aliyos in this parsha that opens up the book, is the story of the redemption of the first-borns and the exchange that is done in their counting, with money being handed over to the Kohanim for the redemption. There are 22,000 plus that are redeemed and exchanged for the Levi'im who will fill their places, and the additional 273 who had to be redeemed for money. 5 shek a head, which equals 20 geira of silver. Are you falling asleep yet? Boring, right? Except that what I just told you right now in those two sentences are in fact the greatest and perhaps most tragic social engineering calamity that we've ever faced. It's what galus is all about. It's how Hashem wants us to understand what our purpose is. And perhaps if we truly grasp this it's how we might even be able to avoid elections and actually ourselves be redeemed. Are you ready? Hold on to your hats…

 

Why were the Bechorim, the first-born, being redeemed? What's this strange mitzva that introduces our book all about. So, as we all know, and Rashi tells us, it's because they were the ones that were primarily responsible for the sin of the Golden Calf. Which non-incidentally happened right after the upcoming holiday of Shavuos. We're reading this now and each year, to learn from our mistakes and have a meaningful Shavuos this year, that lasts eternally. It's about fixing the sin of the Golden Calf, and not making that same mistake again.

 

Now, the truth is what's really the aftermath of that story. If one wanted to look on the bright side, as many of our commentaries do, one can say it really wasn't such a bad thing. We got Yom Kippur out of the deal. We got the second giving of the Torah, on that Yom Kippur. The second Torah we received although it was different than the first, as it wasn't hand-written by Hashem and wasn't as fancy, but it shared with us the ability to redeem ourselves. To partner with Hashem. To have all of Torah She'baal peh- the oral tradition that we are meant to study, learn, and reveal. That's awesome. That's cool. That's really what has held us for thousands of years. So in the end, it really wasn't such a bad thing.

 

Sure, there's the idea that Hashem always brings a bit of that sin of the golden calf along with every punishment he gives us throughout the generation. But really, let's be honest. We don't even know what that means? What, it's like a little extra salt that He's pouring on our wounds? That even in itself doesn't sound so so bad. It's like He's slicing us up for surgery we need anyways, so He snips another few things along the way, just as payback for that old sin of the calf? What is that really all about? Either forgive us, or punish us. Shouldn't He stop holding a 3000-year-old passive aggressive grudge?

 

See, if that's the way we're looking at it, which in truth is the way I always did, then we're missing the boat. We haven't really grasped what this parsha is telling us, that happened. And to be honest, it's very likely the reason, we still haven't really reached the point of being redeemed ourselves. It's why we're still wandering in the Midbar.

 

What we really lost with sin of the Eigel, was in fact the first-born doing the avoda and service in the Temple. We don't really appreciate, how huuuge of a difference this really is. We're kind of happy with Kohanim doing the service for us. With Levi'im serving them. With perhaps ourselves not even serving in the army today. We come a few times a year and bring them our gifts. We make barbeques for them. We look at the money we pay them to redeem ourselves from this service, almost like paying off the guy at the draft authority, so that we don't have to serve in the army. We're patur. We're redeemed. He's doing the dirty… I mean holy work… and I can live my life regular. I can live in Chutz La'aretz and send duffle bags during war, without having to actually live in that intense crazy war torn country with a bunch of rude Israelis without any meat boards.

 

That my friends, is the tragedy of the sin of the Golden Calf that we're still suffering from. What was the sin? The sin really started on Shavuos when Hashem revealed and gave us the Torah. After the first two commandments we told Moshe, it's too much. It's too intense. We need a break. We need an intermediary. You be our man. We'll take it from you. The first-borns then sat down to eat and drink. According to the Talmud and the commentaries, it was either them or Nadav and Avihu and the Zekeinim, that Hashem at the time didn't send His hand against that Shavuos morning. They experienced a revelation that no one else did. They saw Hashem face to face. They became prophets. They were charged with revealing that to the rest of Israel. They took that role and ate and drank it in to themselves. It became them.

 

That sin, ultimately led to the sin of the calf. We wanted to experience Hashem, but not up close. Not face to face. Not in my home. Not in my garden. Just when I want to come and visit Him. When I'm in the mood to hang out together with Him. This could work, if I had Moshe around. Once we thought we don't have Moshe and that he's not coming back from the top of the Mountain, then we needed a replacement. The First-borns needed one. They started the golden calf campaign. Their response wasn't that we will fill that role. We will lift you all up and connect you to Hashem. We will be the First-borns He redeemed when we left Egypt and connect you to our Father. Instead, they came up with the Golden Calf. A fake intermediary. One that tells and reinforces the concept, that we cannot have a personal connection with Hashem.

 

The First- Borns lost it at that moment. Nadav and Avihu, our sages tell us as well we're killed for that same sin. Even the sages that didn't fill that role, we're later killed in parshat Ba'ha'aloscha by Tav'eira. A fire came down and swallowed them up in the mysterious story of the Mis'oninim- the complainers. The Meshech Chochma tells us that the story of their complaining then was specifically about this redemption of the first-borns that took place. About the social engineering that I mentioned that transformed the face of Klal Yisrael until today. That to a large degree the most significant and ultimate "punishment", tikkun and reminder that we are left with from the sin of the golden calf. It's what Hashem reminds us of in every punishment that is meted out against us throughout all generations. That our problems all started from here. That we don't have a first-born. That our Father is not living with us in the house.

 

What's the difference if I have a first-born doing the service and it being redeemed into the hands of the Kohanim and Levi'im? The difference is having your son in the Mikdash and having a representative there from outside of your family doing it for you. It's the difference between your son serving in the army and someone else's random soldier fighting the fight and putting his life on the line for you. When each family had someone there in the Mikdash, can you imagine what that house looked like. Each of us felt, we had the most personal connection with Hashem. He didn't just count us as the beginning of the book tells us, but rather he took someone from my house that will be in His presence all day every day. That means, I'm there. I'm in front of Hashem. My family is there. That's as real as it gets. That's really the way it's supposed to be. That's what the role of the first-born is meant to be for each of us.

 

When we lost that, because they weren't ready for that role, then we lost our personal connection. From now on since then, we just have someone else there for us. We're not really sharing the not just the burden, but the real personal knowledge and connection with Hashem that we're meant to. We're in chutz la'aretz, in America, in Lakewood while their living in Israel. We're camped surrounding the Mishkan with our pretty little flags, as our parsha tells us right before this narrative, but the Levi'im are sitting right there in the middle up front and center around the Temple.

 

What makes this even more amazing, in terms of understanding the narrative of the Torah of the parsha, the Meshech Chochma again notes, that it's why the parsha begins telling us of the generations of Moshe and Aharon and then just tells us about the children of Aharon, and not Moshes. As well it tells us that Nadav and Avihu die, which seemingly we should know already as we mentioned this quite a few times before in the last book. However with this understanding of what the function of this story is, it really is amazing.

 

For if we understand the reason, the first-born and all of a klal Yisrael were given for why we lost this role and privilege, is because of the Golden Calf, then there seems to be a problem. Why does Aharon get it!? He was the man that built that calf. Why his kids? Thus the Torah tells us that Aharon paid the price. His two sons were killed. He lives each day with that loss. With that mistake that they made. With that mistake they tried to fix by going in on their own to see Hashem. They didn't understand that the only way to see Hashem now was through the Torah that Moshe taught them. It's only through him that we can get the nevuah. It's from taking his kedusha and light and drawing from there. Aharon and his mourning family are charged with the new job of the first-borns because they live with that loss and memory every day.  

 

As well, that same price is paid by the zekeinim by Tave'ira. They complained. They wanted their role back. They didn't feel that the Jews can't have their personal connection. It wasn't fair. Why Aharon? Why his children? Why the Kohanim? And thus, a fire came out, just like it did by Korach who also had that same claim, and burnt them up. Fascinatingly enough, right after that story, just like by Har Sinai, the Jews eat and drink and complain about the quality of the food. It becomes Kivrot Ha'Taiva. It's almost a repeat of that Sinai experience. After that story Moshe himself, complains that he can't handle it all, and there Hashem tells him that He will take the spirit from Moshe and transfer it to the 70 sages. The word interestingly enough there is

 

va'yatzel min ha'ruach asher alov-  And He set aside from the spirit that was upon him.

 

It is that same word of "vi'el atzilei bnai Yisrael", that is used be the ones by Sinai that saw Hashem. There it is translated as the strong ones, or the nobles. Yet literally it means the "eitzel"s- the ones that are on the side. The ones that are meant to draw their kedusha and spiritual connection to Hashem. The Levi and Kohen are only there not for themselves. Not for their taiyva, not for the food, not even to see Hashem and for their own closeness. Their job is to bring the light that starts with Moshe and transfer it to Bnai Yisrael. To be their brothers. To remind them, that Hashem is close to them. That He wants to be with them. They are bridges. They are the family members of ours, that bless us every day, so we feel Hashem is with us. Because they are there for us.

 

So how do we fix this? What is the punishment or better yet, the tikkun of the pidyon bechor, his redemption that we need to do? It's incredible. Every family has to bring his first born to the Kohen and give him 5 shekel. Rashi tells us that the amount of 5 Shekel is 20 silver coins which the amount that we sold Yosef who was meant to be our firstborn of Rochel for. When we sold Yosef, we decided that he wasn't going to be our representative. He can't rule over us. We don't need a representative. We can all have our place without him. He's the shor, the ox. We can make our calf. So we sold him for 5 shekel/ 20 silver coins and gave up our bechor. Our birthright and with that we went down to galus to be redeemed and get that back again.

 

Since we left for all times whenever the first son is born in every family we have to remember this. We have to say we're giving up our money for our son. We're not just removing ourselves from this job, from this representative position that we lost and paying off someone to do that for us. Every Jewish family will from then on have someone in our family, that always sits at the table, who lives with the knowledge that he was supposed to be our man in the Mishkan. In the Temple. We each have our kohen here with us, who's not working. He's not fired. In fact, the halacha of a bechor is that if one switches it for another animal, they both remain holy. The switch doesn't really work! Each Jewish family, thus virtually has a "soldier" in their house, who is wounded… who can't physically join the army… but he's longing and reminding us each day. That he wants to be there. That one day, he will be back there again. Because we need to know, that a golden calf doesn't work, an outsider who's just doing the job for me isn't enough.

 

Ritzoneinu li'ros malkeinu- We want Hashem in our midst. We want to see our king. Our Father. We want him in our Home. We want to live there with Him.

 

Today is Yom Yerushalayim. It's when after 2000 years of exile, Hashem brought us to the place we've claimed to be longing for, that we've claimed to be dreaming of coming to. That we've davened three times a day to be worthy of being the generation that will see it in our hands. Except, that we didn't say those words then and there. Motta Gur, left the Har Ha'Bayis and came down to the Kotel and recited those words "Har Ha'Bayit Bi'yadeinu" there on the bottom. He decided, as we did until today, that it's too much for us. We're happy here on the bottom. We're not yet worthy. We have a wall instead.

 

We have our words of prayer which are meant to serve in place of sacrifices, but they're not really flayshigs. We have our Torah, our Bais Medrash, our beautiful shuls in America, in London, in Karmiel, in Bnai Brak and even in the new city of Yerushalayim. We have our surrogate bechor, kohanim blessing us instead. We have other people's children serving for us in the army. We're not sharing the burden. We don't want the burden. We don't want the ohl- the yoke, and what we're really saying is that we don't really want the al- the above. The ladder from Hashem to come down to our house. To be with us. Always.

 

Fifty nine years ago today, Hashem put those words in the mouth of Motta Gur. He wanted us to know that the Temple Mount is truly in our hands. We just need to stretch them out and grab them. It's hard to take something in your hands when their full of other things. When you've got meatboards, when you've got fancy houses in galus, when you even have Torah and Mitzvos and Kollels and chesed even here in Israel. When, like those first-borns at Har Sinai you're eating and drinking, when like Nadav and Avihu you've had a bit too much wine, when like the zekeinim by kivros ha'taiva you're worried about your next meal. If your hands are full, you can't grasp the Temple Mount. If we forget Yerushalayim, then what we're saying is we've forgotten what the purpose of our right hand is for. It's to grab the Bais Ha'Mikdash. It's to bring down Mashiach. It's put aside the politics. It's to finally come home.

 

 Have a Chodesh Tov, a blessed Shabbos and a miraculous Yom Yerushalayim!

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz 

  

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YIDDISH PROVERB OF THE WEEK

 

"A hun iz gut tsu esn zalbenand - ich un di hun "– A chicken dinner is best when shared by two - me and the chicken.

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S TOUR GUIDE EXAM QUESTION OF THE WEEK

answer below at end of Email

 

32. What event, other than the Last Supper, took place according to Christian tradition at the same site___________?


Which of the following Christian denominations has a part in the Church of the Holy Sepulchre according to the Status Quo? 

A. Benedictines

B. Protestants

C. Syrians

D. Nestorians


RABBI SCHWARTZ'S COOL VIDEO OF THE WEEK

https://soundcloud.com/ephraim-schwartz/vatem   – Dreaming of the Geula? Here's my wings of Eagle composition with the promise Hashem gave us on Shavuot! Dovid Lowy on the arrangements and vocals!

https://soundcloud.com/ephraim-schwartz/lecha-amar-my-versioon   -  Do you really want to see the face of Hashem… always…? Are you ready? Well this special compostion of mine will certainly elicit that longing. Es Panecha, composed right before this three year war started… Powerful!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ro2R8xVJHE4   - Did you Hallel this morning? If not here's the one and only Shlomo Katz's musical Hallel this morning…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sU0H1t7oTOM – TYH's latest release.. sure to make you crazy. Hashem Echad Hashem is one!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GNGH6E7-pFQ&list=RDGNGH6E7-pFQ&start_radio=1 – And of course in honor of  Yom Yerushalayim- the ultimate classic Miami Boys Yerushalayim…


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


Signs of Redemption- 351 BC-  So last week, we discussed Chagai's prophecy to the Jewish people that the time was right with Darius's declaration to return finally to Israel and rebuild the Temple. The Jews as we noted, didn't take that well sitting back in their comfortable shtibels in Bavel. They ahd their houses, their meat-boards and more importantly their yeshivos, their Torah and even incredible peace with this new Post- Haman and Achashveirosh Jewish-ish King who was the son of Esther.

 

They thus claimed it wasn't time for redemption yet, because  there weren't miracles really. The nations of the world will complain. You see even the starting of the Mikdash was halted. Shomronim don't let. Why have another false-start and hope come crashing down? We're better of spiritually and materially here. When Hashem really wants us he'll send wings of eagles and men with white beards on donkeys to call us. Sound familiar?

 

Chaggai thus responds to them, then and to us now with the rebuke and answer of Hashem. He tells them, that first of the sign the geula is that when they plant a lot it will start to grow and produce a lot. The land has been desolate. And whadaya know… even though we've returned it's still not growing. This doesn't make sense. The answer is because we're not building the Mikdash. Even the things we're bringing in our homes is getting ruined. Why? No Mikdash. Our clothing are not keeping us warm at night. The money we're making is not bringing us blessing. Things are going to start going downhill. The reason for this is because you're too busy and focused on building your own houses and stockpiles and you've forgotten about Hashem. He's waiting for you to return to Him before He will bring miracles. To tell Him that you've come back to Him. That you want Him home. When you do that… prophecy will return. Miracles will happen. The Geula will be here. All of those signs and bad things that are not happening will transform into miracles of return. The ground will produce, you will become rich, you will be home. If not it will just get worse and worse.

 

Most Jews weren't moved or inspired. They couldn't leave. Even the ones that did leave, led by Zerubavel and Yehsohua Kohen Gadol, upon coming to Israel did not yet restart the project of rebuilding the Temple. They didn't get their permits still from Daruis. They were still too nervous. It took a second push from Chaggai to tell them to get started. Don't wait. Hashem will protect you. There won't be any danger. Har Ha'bayis Bi'yedchem- make it happen. Build the Temple.

 

And thus unlike 59 years ago when we didn't start and do what we were supposed on the 4th day of Elul they began the work of putting together the team to build the Temple.

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ’S TERRIBLE SHARING JOKES OF THE WEEK

 

The old man placed an order for one hamburger, French fries, and a drink. He unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut in half, placing one half in front of his wife. He then carefully counted out the French fries, dividing them into two piles and neatly placed one pile in front of his wife. He took a sip of the drink, his wife took a sip and then set the cup down between them.

As he began to eat his few bites of hamburger, the people around them were looking over and whispering. Obviously they were thinking, ‘That poor old couple-all they can afford is one meal for the two of them.’

As the man began to eat his fries a young man came to the table and politely offered to buy another meal for the old couple. The old man said, they were just fine-they were used to sharing everything. People closer to the table noticed the little old lady hadn't eaten a bite. She sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally taking turns sipping the drink.

Again, the young man came over and begged them to let him buy another meal for them. This time the old woman said,

"No, thank you, we are used to sharing everything."

Finally, as the old man finished and was wiping his face neatly with the napkin, the young man again came over to the little old lady who had yet to eat a single bite of food and asked,

"What is it you are waiting for?"

She answered, "My turn for the teeth."

 

What do you call two monkeys sharing an Amazon account? Prime mates.

 

Why are crabs so bad at sharing? Because they're all shellfish.

 

If I win tonight's Powerball, I'm sharing with everyone on my whatsapp status. I'm not sharing the money. I'll just let you know I won.

 

An Israeli, a Frenchman and a Palestinian are all in Saudi Arabia, sharing a smuggled crate of booze, when Saudi police rush in and arrest them. The mere possession of alcohol is a severe offence in Saudi Arabia, so for consuming the booze they are all sentenced to death. However, after many months and with the help of good lawyers, they are able successfully to appeal their sentences down to life imprisonment.

By a stroke of luck, it was a Saudi national holiday the day their trial finished, and the benevolent sheikh decided they could be released after receiving just 20 lashes. As they were preparing for their punishment, the sheikh announced,

 "It's my first wife's birthday today, and she has asked me to allow each of you one wish before your whipping."

 

The Frenchman was first. He thought for a while, then said, "Please tie a pillow to my back."

 

This was done, but the pillow lasted only 10 lashes before the whip went through. When the punishment was done, the Frenchman had to be carried away bleeding and crying with pain. The Palestinian was next up. After watching the Frenchman's horror, he said smugly,

 

 "Please fix two pillows to my back."

 

But even two pillows could take only 15 lashes before the whip went through and the Palestinian was soon led away whimpering loudly (as they do).

 

The Israeli was the last one up, but before he could say anything, the sheikh turned to him and said, "You are from a most beautiful and holiest part of the world and your culture is one of the finest that has done so much for humanity. For this, you may have two wishes!"

 

"Thank you, your most royal and merciful highness," the Israeli replied. "In recognition of your kindness, my first wish is that you give me not 20 lashes but 100 lashes."

 

"Not only are you an honourable, handsome and powerful man, you are also very brave," the sheikh said with an admiring look on his face. "If 100 lashes is what you desire, then so be it. And your second wish"?

"Tie the Palestinian to my back."

 

Be careful when sharing jokes. I read a joke a few weeks ago that went, "What do you do when an epileptic is having a fit in the bath? Throw your laundry in."

I decided to repeat the joke at work the other day to some co-workers and when I finished, one guy got really offended and that I shouldn't tell jokes like that because his younger brother died in the bath as a child while having an epileptic fit.

I asked, "Did he drown?"

The guy was furious and said, "No, he choked on a sock!"

 

I deleted an audiobook my wife and I was sharing. Now I'll never hear the end of it

 

Moishe, Yanky and Chaim were walking around feeling quite hungry. They didn't have any money to buy anything. As they were discussing their problem they passed by a church announcing a big feast for the occasion of four nuns were celebrating that they were about to take their vows. Dressed in their white gowns, they came into the chapel with the Mother Superior and were about to undergo the ceremony to marry them to Jesus, making them Brides of Yoshka.

Just as the ceremony was about to begin,  and they took their seats in the front row, the Mother looked at these Hasidic Jews with yarmulkes, long sideburns and long beards came in and came over to them and said

“I am honored that you would want to share this experience with us, but do you mind if I ask you why you came?”

Moishie replied, “We're from the groom's family.”

 

Moshe and Avram went to a fish restaurant. They ordered one lunch and 2 plates to share it. The waiter brought 1 large fish and one small fish.

"Avram, you choose first", said Moshe

"No, please you choose."

"OK, I will take". Moshe took a big piece and put it on his plate

Avram, looked upset and said, "I figured You would take a big one"

"And which would you take?"

"The small one"

"Nu, so what is the problem?"

 

The old scholarly rabbi, a man of great wisdom and erudition, was dying. His son's gathered around his bed, trying to make his last journey comfortable. They gave him some warm milk to drink but he refused. One of his son's took the glass back to the kitchen. He had come from Colorado, where marijuana is legal. He opened a vial of cannabis oil, and mixed a generous amount into the warm milk. Back at the rabbis bed he held the cup to his father's lips. The rabbi drank a little, then a little more, and before they knew it he finished the whole glass.

"Father" said the eldest son, "please share some wisdom with us before you go. Give us some perspective and advice.”

The rabbi raised himself up in bed. A sage look came over his face, And then he said, "DO NOT SELL THAT COW."

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The answer to this week's question is C– OK… So this is one of those where I technically got this right but they would probably mark me wrong. It's also a cool timely question. So I answered Dovid Hamelech was buried there. The truth is that's correct according to the way the question is worded. They believe he's there. That's even the reason why they say the whole story happened there. They like making Xtian Jewish connections, as it gives them a sense of credibility. But that's not what they were looking for. They wanted things that they made up in the New Testament. They wanted me to know about washing the feet of his students and other bubbeh meisehs. The other story that I didn't even remember or know about, was actually that they believe that on Shavuos after the Pesach when he was Baruch Hashem crucified Yemach Shemo. They believe that his students and Peter got ruach hakodesh and went out and proslytised to 3000 students that "converted". See… they want to hijack our Shavuos story as well. The real truth though is that Dovid Hamlech isn't buried there either. The Navi tells us he's in Ir Dovid. That's not by Zion Gate where the Last Supper is.

 

Now the second part, I really had no clue. I don't even know what Nestorians or whatever they call them are. I guessed Benedictine cause I knew it wasn't the Protestants who don't believe in that place. I was wrong the answer was Syrians. I really don't care. Do you? Well I got this one wrong entirely. So full point for them on this one and the new score is Rabbi Schwartz having 22 points and the MOT having 10 points on this latest Ministry of Tourism exam.


Friday, May 30, 2025

Flagged! - Parshat Bamidbar Shavuot 5785 2025

 Insights and Inspiration

from the

Holy Land

from

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

"Your friend in Karmiel"

May 30th 2025 -Volume 14 Issue 29 3rd of Sivan 5785

 

Parshat Bamidbar


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Ivri was 21. He was married for a little over a year to Miriam. They met when he gave her a hitch in his car near Shilo a few years ago. Their wedded bliss, though, turned into a long-distance relationship when the war started as they both served in the army. Ivri was in Lebanon fighting, while Miriam was serving near Chevron. They had spent an amazing Shabbos together up in the Golan on their extended Shana Rishona, as their first year of marriage saw them separated from each other for most of the year, as Ivri was an officer fighting on the front lines. They chose the North of Israel for their getaway just in case he got called back and needed to return to his base quickly. As they stood out in the Golan overlooking the magnificent views of the glorious land Ivri turned to Miriam and told her that he knew how difficult this was for her. But this is our job. We are the eternality of Israel. This land, this view, our nation, they need us. For this we were chosen. For this day we were raised.

Hillel was also 21. His wife of a year and half, Zahava, married him in middle of the war. Yet like Ivri and so many of our soldiers, the mitzva of Shana Rishona, staying home and rejoicing and spending time with one's wife that the Torah mandates, falls away, as the Rambam tells us, when there is a war of a mitzva that needs to be fought. In those times we even take a groom from his Chupa to go fight. It was a challenging year for the couple, but the war brought them even closer. Hillel would write letters, would call regularly and their weekends and moments together were more cherished than many that take those simple things for granted.

Ivri was killed in Lebanon leading his troops into battle by a sniper. His father Ilan, himself a soldier that had been called back to service since October 7th and was in charge of operations in the North, told us how he had read the parsha of the binding of Yitzchak that previous Shabbos and got stuck on it. He noted how Hashem had sent a ram to Avraham to bring as his offering in place of his son, and how in this war, there are no rams. The children themselves are going up to the mountain and giving their lives for Hashem and for their nation. The fathers, like himself are not there with their children on that mountain. Yet, Ivri, like so many of the 983 fallen soldiers, have the faces of their fathers and the generations before them, as they take up the sword to fight the battles of our nation.

Hillel, was killed just a few weeks later in Gaza along with his two friends Eyal and Netanel,  who were also 21 years old. A mine blew up in a building they were clearing there. Eyal and Netanel didn't leave behind widows though, as Hillel did. They never merited to find their bashert. I'm not sure what's worse or sadder. A young man who never lived long enough to find that love and have a home, or one that did for a short time, but was never was able to build a family and that would leave behind a mourning 21-year-old widow, who had dreams of the life she would build with her love.

Hillel and Ivri are buried next to one another on Har Hertzel. They had military funerals with flags draped over their coffins as hundreds joined their grieving families to share in their sorrow, to show their respect. At most of these funerals there are people that attend that never even knew the family of the fallen soldier. There are soldiers there from their units that served with them. There are religious and non-religious, friends, neighbors and strangers from around the country and even visitors from chutz la'aretz that feel the need to be there and to connect. That understand that these are our children.  They are our korbanos tzibur, our sacrificial lambs that Hashem is taking from us. They want to feel the pain and hug the families and the widows and tell them how much we feel for them. How much their sacrifice for us and for am Yisrael is an inspiration. How their legacy will always live on within us.

I know about Hillel and Ivri, from my friend Gedalia who met with Zahava and Miriam the other day. It seems that these two 21-year-old widows met over Pesach by the house of his friends the incredible and well known philanthropic Schottenstien family who had invited them over for a holiday meal. At the meal Jay asked them if there was anything in the world that he could get them. He was so moved by their story and their husbands' sacrifice. Since the beginning of the war, Jay, together with my other friend Shai, had spearheaded an effort helping our soldiers and all of the fallen families of this war. He's been known to give out cars, I-phones, I-Pads and financial grants to the tune of tens of thousands of dollars for families. They make birthday parties and bar mitzvas for orphans and weddings for soldiers. As well, together with Gedalia, the CEO of the largest Jewish Publishing House, they have sent hundreds of thousands of Talmuds, chumashim and sefarim to soldiers on the front line serving. An offer from Jay Schottenstien for anything that you want is like winning the lotto. It's rubbing the bottle and the genie just popped out.

Now, before I tell you what they asked for, because Jay wasn't going to let them off the hook, I want to describe them to you. They're young, beautiful 21-year-old "dati" girls. These are not Bais Yaakov girls. They wore bandannas thingies on their head that certainly didn't cover most of their hair, but that matched the pants that many of the girls in those circles wear. The short sleeves on their shirts and open necklines certainly wouldn't pass any Chareidi school inspection and neither would their nail polish. If you'd see them in the street, you'd probably think they're not as frum as you…especially if you're from Lakewood or Boro Park. But that's pretty much the way you think about everyone over there…😊

They turned to Jay and told him together that they each really wanted one thing. They each wanted a set of Talmud to donate in their husbands' memory to the yeshivos that they had learned in. See, Hillel and Ivri weren't just brave soldiers that fought valiantly for their nation and country. They were both talmidei chachamim. They learned regularly and when they were not fighting and sometimes even when they were, they were always studying Torah. They each wrote regularly divrei torah to their spouses, to their parents and teachers. Not a week didn't go by that Hillel didn't call his grandfather and share with him his Torah thoughts. Torah was their lifeblood. It was why they were fighting so hard.

The Torah taught them that this war was not about peace. It wasn't about revenge. It wasn't about land, or even eradication of evil. It was a war that Hashem had chosen them to fight in order to reveal his presence in this world. It was a war to bring Mashiach. To shine light to the world. To not just learn about Yehoshua, Dovid Ha'Melech, Yehuda Ha'Maccabi and Rabbi Akiva's army of Bar Kochva but to be them. Hillel and Ivri will never have children or generations to pass on that message or legacy to, but those Talmuds that their friends and their friend's children and generations to come will learn from, those same sacred books dedicated in their memory that gave them that light and their life's mission, will forever pass on the teachings of their sacrifice and their aspirations.

There is an incredible teaching in this week's Torah portion of Bamidbar, the reading that always falls out before the holiday of Shavuos from the of the Shem Mi'Shmuel of Sochatchov. The parsha and book of Bamidbar begins with the counting of our nation of each tribe from age 20-60, the age when one becomes eligible biblically for military service. At the center of the parsha the Torah tells us how each tribe has a flag that identifies them. They each camped according to their flag and so they marched to Israel. Rashi, quoting the Midrash explains that the significance of these flags is that when we stood as a nation on Mt. Sinai on Shavuos and the heavens opened up and Hashem came down and spoke to us, He had accompanying with him 22,000 angels and each of them had flags as well. We saw those flags and we wanted them also. Interestingly enough 22,000 is the number of the count of the tribe of Levi. Their tribe, of all of the tribes, even more fascinatingly enough does not have a flag of their own. What are these flags? Why do angels have them? Why do we want them? And why does that become the heart of our take-away from Sinai on Shavuos?

The Sochatchaver explains that the concept of a flag is to serve as a banner that unites and declares allegiance. It has no other purpose besides to declare and raise up the glory of the team, the nation, country, kingdom or cause that it is representing. It's what a "Go Mets" flag says. It's a rainbow colored "Pride" flag. It's a yellow ribbon. It's a "Free Palestine" Hamas flag. It's the Red, White and Blue and it's the Blue and White with a Magen David in the middle and it's a swastika as well. Golani brigades and Kfir brigades have their own flags as do Beitar Yerushalayim and Maccabi Tel Aviv. A flag has one purpose and only one agenda. Nothing else. No ego. No personal objective. It's about one thing. My entire existence as a flag is to shine out to the world that message and symbol of what is represented on me.

A malach, an angel, carries the flag of Hashem. They are spiritual creations that bring and carry out the message of Hashem to the world. The Jewish people upon seeing and witnessing the glory of Hashem on Mt. Sinai said that we want that as well. The Sochatchaver notes that the words of the midrash actually don't even say that we wanted to have flags. Rather that we wanted to "become" the flags of Hashem.

V'Diglo alai ahava- we are the flags of the love of Hashem. We make Him dagul Mei'rivava- He is "Flagged" by the tens of thousands. That is what our role in this world is. That is the deepest inner desire of every Jewish neshoma that stood there at Mt. Sinai and that remains in our DNA until today.

The tribe of Levi doesn't have a flag because they are the conduit for the Shechina to come down. They are the flagpole. We are the flags. We each march with our individual flags together and wave that message and glory of Hashem out to the world.

The Midrash tells us that the reason why the Torah was given in the midbar rather than in the land of Israel, is so that the nations of the world will never be able claim that it's not a message for them as well. It's so they won't make the mistake of thinking that Torah, Judaism and the light of Hashem is just a personal Jewish religion thing; like Islam is Arab, Christianity is for gentiles and Buddhism is for Indians. The Torah was given in the midbar because it's a universal concept. It's the unity of Hashem over the entire world.

 U'malchuso ba'kol mashala- And His Kingship rules over all. We are there in the midbar marching all over the world with that flag of Hashem proudly waving over our heads.

The other reason, the Torah is given in the midbar, our sages tell us is to teach us that in order to acquire Torah one needs to make themselves, hefker, open and without any ownership or personal acquisition; like a midbar which is open to all. To be a flag, one can't have any other agendas or attachments. No mixed messages. No other causes. No personal ego. One is fully in.

Do you want to know what that looks like? Take a look at the flag draped over the coffins of Ivri and Hillel. Look at the coffins of all of those 983 holy soldiers that have given their lives for the sanctification of Hashem. That died with shema yisrael on their lips. Look at those that marched to the gas chambers singing Ani Maamin, the ones that died in the Crusades, that were tortured in the Spanish Inquisition.  The students of Rabbi Akiva and the tribe of Levi that were the first to be the flags of Hashem when they lifted up their swords and called mi la'Hashem eilai as they killed the sinners of the Golden Calf.

We Jews are counted when we reach military age in the midbar because that's when we become flags of Hashem. It's when the Torah we learned until then becomes more than just an intellectual or even spiritual fulfilling pursuit, but it becomes the banner that we raise in our mission to bring the light of Hashem to the world. When we leave everything else behind, even our wives during our first year of marriage from our Chuppa, even our children and family and jobs for 601 days. When we learn daf yomi in a tank, we light Shabbos candles in Gaza and menorahs in Lebanon. When we sleep in midbar and eat tuna and rice for months. We walk through mine-fields and tunnels.  We risk our lives, our well-being, we give it all and become hefker. We become flags of Hashem.

Days before Ivri was killed, he changed the name of the whatsapp group of his unit. They had named it "ad masai- "Until when?". Ivri removed the question mark and retitled the group replacing it with one more word so it now read as a statement "Ad masai she'tzrichim"- until as long as we are needed. And he wrote to them.

"These are the happiest days of my life, We're doing something that truly matters. When the call to charge comes, we'll rise as one - no questions asked. We have one land, one people. History has taught us, through blood and tears, that the Jewish people have only one place to call home."

When Miriam came home from Ivri's funeral there were flowers and chocolates that were waiting for her there. Ivri had sent them. It was the gift that he didn't know would be the last he would give her. He had always been a romantic. He regularly sent her gifts, flowers, special notes. Just two days before he was killed, she received a little 120 shekel "Bit" gift money (from their joint account) at 2:00 AM with a note that said "A small gift until 120 for difficult times from your loving husband…" Enclosed with the flowers and chocolate (which she has since preserved to always have with her), that he had sent to her that day when he had thought she had a prospective interview to attend, not knowing that she would be at his funeral, was his last note to her.

My beloved, I'm writing from the far north, hopefully for the last time. I'm happy here, doing what matters for our people. Keep smiling, hold your head high. Don't worry about me. Love you more than anything. Treat yourself to some chocolate and enjoy the flowers. Forever yours, Ivri."

Ivri was our flag. Hillel was our flag. Miriam and Zahava taught me yesterday that Ivri and Hillel were their personal flags always raising them up and they were his. Yet, ultimately with their special dedication they taught us and all the future generations that all of those different flags all really declare one banner. The banner of the Torah, the Shana Rishona, that first year when we became one with Hashem. The chupa of Har Sinai when we took on that flag and became even higher than angels. Shavuot, that wedding day, brings us back to that moment. Each time we learn and study Torah, we enter that midbar once again. That place where we lose ourselves in the glory of Hashem's word. In the light that we bring out each time and word we study. May that flag soon wave over the entire world for eternity

 Have an uplifting Shabbos and Shavuous

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz 


YIDDISH PROVERB OF THE WEEK

 

" Mit shnei ken men nit makhn gomolkhes.." .- You can’t make cheesecakes out of snow.


RABBI SCHWARTZ'S TOUR GUIDE EXAM QUESTION OF THE WEEK

answer below at end of Email

 

20. Which sea does the Amud stream (Nahal Amud) flow into? ______

What is common to the types of springs we refer to as “Maayan Shekva” and “Maayan He’etek in

Hebrew?


A. Both derive from the point of contact between a permeable layer and an impermeable layer

B. Both are the result of a geological fracture which exposes the aquifer

C. Both are only found in the Dead Sea Rift Valley due to the Syrian-African Rift

D. Both flow only when the water level reaches a certain height in the

rock cavity


RABBI SCHWARTZ’S COOL VIDEO OF THE WEEK

 Rabbi Schwartz's Shavuos composition's playlist!!!

  

https://soundcloud.com/ephraim-schwartz/vatem -  The beautiful verses of our covenant with Hashem and the wings of Eagles Nesher's that will bring us home that Hashem told us about by Har Sinai


https://soundcloud.com/ephraim-schwartz/eitz-chayim – Torah is a tree of Life in this great song (can you hear echoes of an old TV show in the background?)


https://soundcloud.com/ephraim-schwartz/torah-hakedosha  - The prayer of the Torah to daven for us and remember Har Sinai… Gorgeous Dovid Lowy arrangements and vocals!


https://soundcloud.com/ephraim-schwartz/dovid-melech-r-ephrayim  – In honor of the yartzeit of Dovid Ha'Melech composed this fun song on Shavuos a few years ago… everyone's gotta sing it…

 

https://soundcloud.com/ephraim-schwartz/kad-yasvun – Which of course is not as good as my Kad Yasvun composition with vocals and arrangements by the one and only Dovid Lowy!


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


1760 BC – The Baal Shem Tov- Let's take a brief break from our weekly column and era of the destruction of the Bais Hamikdash for a peak at another era and individual, none other then the founder of the Chasidic movement, Reb Yisrael Baal Shem Tov who's yartzeit is on Shavuos.


The Baal Shem or Besht as he is known was born in Ukraine and was an only child to his parents. He was orphaned at age 5 and the last message he got from his father before he died was to "Fear no one but G‑d. Love every Jew with all your heart and soul, no matter who he is." These two directives would serve as the basis for Yisrael's service of G‑d and future teachings.


The Besht had a very challenging life his first wife died he wandered from city to city afterwards working as an assistant teacher for children and living in the hills in solitude. His student the Magid would say If only we kissed a Torah scroll with the same love that my master [the Baal Shem Tov] kissed the children when he took them to cheder as a teacher's assistant!" when he turned 18 he remarried once again and he began to study the works of Kabbala and received revelation from Eliyahu Ha'Navi and ultimately from Achiya Ha'Shiloni the Rebbi of Eliyahu. On his 36th birthday he began to reveal his teachings to the world amassing students and traveling around to simple fallen Jews that had not been successful in making it in the system… And shining and revealing their light.


His new way of life, his customs, his focus on the specialness and hidden spark of every Jew brought much antagonism from those great Rabbis that saw him as a threat and a possible False Messianic movement. The fights between the Chasidim and Mitnagdim were brutal and bitter and lasted generations perhaps until the Holocaust. Yet, ultimately today, each group has grown to learn from the other and the light wisdom and warmth of Chasidus and the Torah of the Non Chasidic world have come together. Shavuos the day of the giving of the Torah is when his light was extinguished, yet it is on that day as well, that his light moved on to the next generation and shines with us until today!


RABBI SCHWARTZ’S FLAG JOKES OF THE WEEK

 

Why is the French flag blue, white, and red? In case a war starts, they can tear off the sides and surrender.

 

Pretty soon in America the only place you will be able to buy a Confederate flag will be the black market. Ahh the irony!

 

I broke up with my girlfriend because she was a communist. To be honest, there were a lot of red flags

 

I saw a rainbow flag covered in seaweed. AlgaeBTQ

 

What did one flag say to the other flag? Nothing. It just waved.

 

A young Mexican man named Jose was curious about America so he snuck across the border.

He wanted to go see a baseball game so when he went home, he could tell his family all about it. When he got there, the game was sold out, so he decided to climb to the top of a flag pole to get a better look. When he returned home, his family was anxious to hear about his experience:

"What happened?" asked his family.

"Well, America is the nicest place in the world!!" he said. "Before the game started, all the people in the stands and all the players stood up, looked at me and said, "Jose, can you see?"

 

Did you hear about the kid who bungie jumped from the school's flag pole? He was suspended

 

Turkey has the moon on its flag. Meanwhile the United States has its flag on the moon.

 

The colors red, white, and blue represent freedom until they are flashing behind you.

 

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The answer to this week”s question is C-  Ok after a lousy streak here, things are finally starting to pick up, as I got this one right. A desert in Israel is not made out of sand as I point out to my tourists. It's also not a place that's barren. In fact in the Torah we find that it is a good place to graze animals, which a desert certainly isn't. Rather a midbar is more like a wilderness and is defined by the lack of rainfall there, which is really only a few days a year and less than 200 mm of water. The second part of the question was also pretty easy as the Israel trails runs across the country from Tel Dan in north to the shore of Eilat. It's not a straight line but rather goes to historical and beautiful nature sites and is a few months. Soooo I finally got both right picking up my score to now Rabbi Schwartz 12 Ministry of Tourism 7 on this exam so far, which should me back in passing range.