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Friday, February 20, 2026

All Aboard- Parshat Teruma 5786 2026

 Insights and Inspiration

from the

Holy Land

from

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

"Your friend in Karmiel"

February 20th 2026 -Volume 16 Issue 18 3rd of Adar 5786

 

Parshat Teruma

 All Aboard

 

We're on a fast train ride. I don't know, could be by the time I finish and send this E-Mail World War III will have already started. US aircraft carriers, fighter jets, submarines are all lining up in a row. There hasn't been a buildup like this since the Iraq war in 2003, when to a large degree Iran really started developing the power it has today, as it took over the void left by Sadaam who balanced them out. Things are tense here. The only thing certain is that no one knows what Trump can do or when, although most of us have a good feeling as we get closer and closer to Purim, the fun will start. Amalek is getting ready to get destroyed. There's Mashiach energy in the air and the train is moving fast.

 

Now that train is called the Nissan/ Geula/ Bais Ha'Mikdash express. We're going to pass through Parshas Teruma this week, which is our fundraiser for the Bais Hamikdash. It also coincides with the annual fundraiser to my shul which you can donate below towards… I'm just saying. Next is Tetzave, the priestly clothing. We'll stop off and do some mechiyas Amalek along the way with Zachor. Make a short stop in Persia/ Iran and kill the Ayatoilet and his buddies with the help of AchashveiTrump. Then we'll hit Ki Tisa, for those that forgot to donate to our annual campaign and still have some money left after Purim. Finally we end it all off with Vayakhel Pikudie the Bais Hamikdash is built. Boom. We're here. You're here. America is over. It's time to party. Choo Choo, the train is leaving. All aboard.

 

There's a great and famous song from my childhood by the one and only Abie Rottenberg, that those of you that are my age are probably humming right now about a train.  I'll put the link down below in my E-Mail by the music section. It will be right there after the paragraph where you can donate on my annual appeal for my shul. Wait, did I mention that already 😊? The song is that life is really a parable of a train ride. You don't know where you're going, who you'll meet, what section you're in. You can sit back and enjoy the view, or you can be busy on your phone and miss the entire thing. I thought about that song a lot a few weeks ago while Aliza and I took the train through Switzerland to the Alps. While she was on her phone… I was too, but that was just so that I could status it for you guys that are smart enough to check it out daily and live vicariously through our adventures.

 

It was truly magnificent, yet that song and that parable kept ringing through my head with the chorus "You're riding riding, riding, on a train… " I thought about the war we've been through and the journey of our country and nation. Our train ride started in Egypt a few weeks ago in Shemot and at Sinai in Yisro where we picked up our tickets. And here we are ready to build that final Bais Ha'Mikdash, finally a nation redeemed. It's been a bumpy ride. We've had glorious views. We've been in dark tunnels. Lots of people got off along the way. They didn't make it to the final destination. We've had lots of reading material and even wrote quite a few books. There were a small few that would go to the back to daven. There were soldiers coming home or heading out to war. There were rich and poor, business men and shoe makers. There were those on their computers. Some with headphones others just sleeping. And then there were lots of kids laughing and crying and kvetching. When will we get there? Are we almost there yet? One thing they all have in common though, is that everyone aboard knew we were heading somewhere special. That we weren't driving. That the conductor knew where he was going. That we were only there for the ride.

 

It's not just on a national level either. Each one of us, our lives, are one big train ride. That neshoma comes down into our train and heads off for its final destination. It has a few stops that we switch along the way. We start off with a free childhood ticket. Well for girls, its free, boys have to have their tickets clipped… ouch! When we're Bar and Bat Mitzva we get tickets to get our own seat, although our parents are usually paying for them, and they don't really usually nudge you or punish you until you're about 20 or so if you slip up here or there. At least min ha'shamayim. When we get married though, that’s when we really have to pay the full fare. Although there are some lucky guys and gals that still have parents covering them, while they're being moser nefesh for Torah, to sit in the Kollel section. But for most of us that's the main journey. The journey of building a home, a family, a house and a life. It's the reason why we get on the train. It's why we left Mitzrayim. It's what we were put here to do. To get to that final destination, to Yerushalyim, where we can sit down together with the Conductor who brought us there to His House and dwell together with us.

 

I saw an amazing vort from the Radomsker Rebbe this week, that describes the options the Torah gives us for that ticket to that final destination and our journey. I went to town with it because it's really an amazing idea. Let me know what you think… by donating of course on the link below 😊. He notes that the Mishna tells us that a man can get married through three ways. Kesef- money, shtar- a marriage contract, or biyah- through having relations for the purpose of marriage. Anyone of those three ways work, yet the Talmud tells us, (actually for those that are learning Oryasa, we saw this in this week's blatt in Yevamos), that most Jews, then and today, get married through money. Or today we use a ring that is has monetary value which works the same way. These three options, he writes are not just about marriage between husband and wife, they're on a deeper level, our relationship with Hakadosh Baruch Hu. They're how he wed us and we Him.

 

The beginning of our journey from Egypt began with money. Hashem got us with all of the wealth that we picked up as we left from Egypt and the "banks" of the Yam Suf. Now you know why they call them banks. And why Jews are good bankers. That journey brought us on the train ride through the midbar where we then took that money, in this week's parsha and lovingly donated it back to Hashem to build the house for Him. As well, it is the parsha of Shekalim the first of the four parshiyos and ways of getting to the final geula. It's with money. It's investing financially and making that commitment out of our own pocket into that special house and relationship we are looking to build. It's clicking on the link below. It's the way the Talmud tells us most Jews connect and get married. Then and now. We write checks. We pay the piper. We have tzedaka and chesed organizations. It's natural and easy. Yet, at the same time, it's really the least personal. It's paying a bill and cracking open your wallet. But it's not your soul or necessarily even your heart.

 

The second Temple and the return of the Jews to Eretz Yisrael happened with the declaration of Cyrus. It happened with a shtar- a contract that we could return. If you want to learn more about that, then you could check out our Era's and places in Israel column below that has been building up to that precise point in our history. If you have trouble finding that column it's right before the jokes that you usually skip to and after the link that you probably want to stop at and donate to as well… Now a shtar a contract is much more than handing over a donation. It's a commitment. It's writing something from within yourself and putting those thoughts into words on to paper. It touches the mind and even the heart and makes it real. It's a lot deeper then reaching for your wallet, swiping with a card, or clicking on your phone. In fact, I know a gvir once that told me, that on Purim and in general he prefers writing checks then just handing out money specifically for that reason. He wants to sign his name on that donation. He wants to put himself on that paper and be part of the project or cause he is donating to.

 

That process of getting married through shtar, corresponds to the second of the four parshiyot; Zachor, remembering and reading from a sefer, the mitzva to wipe out Amalek. The story of Purim, which was the ride to the train station for the trip back to build the second Temple, is all about sefarim being written. Achashveirosh and Haman's sefarim, getting knocked out by the sefarim of Mordechai and Esther. And ultimately this return is led by none other than… Ezra the Sofer- the scribe. The shtar writer.  It begins with all of Israel signing on a proper marriage contract and getting rid of all of their fake goyish marriages. It's kinyan shtar. It's that commitment to destroy Amalek and getting rid of all false treaties we may have signed on that with goyish wives from Oslo and commit to the Torah Shtar we were given that promises us the entire land as a home for Hashem.

 

As well, it corresponds to the next level and Jewish relationship, ticket to Hashem and marriage of the Torah yid. The one that doesn't just donate and contribute, but the one that actually sits down and reads and writes and studies and learns the shtar. This process isn't done by everyone. There are some and perhaps even the majority of Klal Yisrael which are happy being kinyan kesef- donation Jews. Most of them didn't come back for the second Temple. Their money and nursing homes were in Bavel. In Iran. In New Jersey. They missed out on the neis Chanuka. The Torah Jews and anshei kneses ha'gedola did return. It's through them that the period of the second Temple happened.

 

Finally, after Purim and the destruction of Amalek, Persia, Iran, we come to the third parsha; Parah. This is the final redemption. We read it on parshat Ki Tisa when Moshe sprinkles the holy waters of the ashes of the sin of that burnt smashed Golden calf on the Jewish people. It is Kedushei Bi'yah- it is when we become the most intimate with Hashem. It's when all of the idols and previous more external methods of connecting aren't around anymore. There's no kiddushei kesef, there's no shtar, no Torah that protects. It's not like there's no money or even Torah. But it's not li'shmah. It's not li'sheim kiddushin for the sake of marriage to Hashem. For the sake of building His house. Our house. It's money that's given for ulterior motives. It's Torah that's learned because that's the system. It's what we do. And kiddushin she'lo li'shma doesn't work. Doesn't last. Doesn’t build a Temple la'netzach.  

 

Do you know what Jews that corresponds to today? It's the "Hashem" Jews. It's the one that may not have money, may not donate, may not have Torah or lomdus or shas. Maybe they just have the tikkun klali they recite, the kumzitzes where they sing and pour out their hearts to Hashem, the forest they go to at night and have hisbodidus- meditation, or perhaps even just got to a dance festival and sing and dance to Hashem. The ones that want their souls, not just their minds, their books, not just their wallets, their dress and their beketches to be connected and married. They want heart and soul. They want Lavo B'heichalo- they want bi'yah, that personal intimate relationship, that those holy hostages of ours that were held in the tunnels of Gaza expressed they felt.

That's the First Class car on the train. That's the last leg of the journey. That's the method of Kiddushin that perhaps in earlier generations our Rabbis frowned upon. But yet in the final geula, it's the choo choo that will get us there.

 

It's fascinating to look at the return in the last century of our galus that we're experiencing in regards to the Jewish people's connection to Eretz Yisrael. It started off with Kiddushei Kesef. People didn't come, but they donated. Take my money and leave me alone. Leave me here in Europe in the alteh heim, before Hashem wiped out those that didn't come. Leave me alone in America and I promise I'll visit and spend money there. I'll send duffle bags full of drones and helmets if you guys have a war. I'll plan trees for your Bar Mitzva. I'll even send money and support Kollel's there. They were wed to the land through money. Shekalim.

 

In recent years especially with the rise of anti-semitism and with lots of money and not much to do with it, more a more have been buying places here "paper". Some can only afford to buy a grave here on HarMenuchos or in Eretz Ha'Chayim. Others actually have an apartment. A place in Shneller, Jerusalem Estates and maybe even a "retirement" house or a place to escape to for the holidays or in case they throw us out of the country we're living in, that we can eventually move to. It's Kiddushei Shtar. They're making a stronger commitment. They're paying property taxes. They're saying that Israel is my home. It's my destination. But they haven't had bi'yah yet. They haven't yet consummated the relationship. They haven't yet divorced their other false wives. They're not yet ready to come and build that eternal palace. To fight for it. To vote for it. To be part of it. They're happy just being guests and watching the wedding on Zoom.  They're not ready to get into that first class car on the train. They're just waiting on the platform for a plane ride on some eagle's wings. They don't like to ride on trains. What they don't realize though is, it's too late. The conductor said "all aboard" and we're there. No Jew will be left behind. We're coming to the final stop.

 

The last parsha is Chodesh. We'll read it Va'Yakhel and Pikudei. The Parsha of "and He gathered and He redeemed or counted". That's the parsha of the last destination. That's when we will read that this month is the New month of all months. That's when we will bless the month of redemption of Nissan. When the train ride will finally arrive. So come on aboard the train. Take your ticket. No two are the same. We'll soon be going for a ride. There's no where to run, no place to hide. We're riding, riding, riding on a train…

 

Have a joyous Shabbos,

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz 

 

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YIDDISH PROVERB OF THE WEEK

 

" Az men shmirt—fort men.- When you grease the wheels- it moves.

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S COOL VIDEO OF THE WEEK

 

https://soundcloud.com/ephraim-schwartz/layehudim    - Getting into the Purim mode? Put on our dancing Shoes for my amazing La'Yehudim composition arranged and sung by Dovid Lowy!


https://www.youtube.com/shorts/sk0xViBOJSM   - Shlomo Carlebach on Amalek and Purim


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_o34yjqBv4  – Mordechai Shapiro's latest hot off the press Ad D'Dlo Yada..


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8V7mK9RULyc&list=RD8V7mK9RULyc&start_radio=1 – Motty Weiss HaKol La'Tova… for my Karmielim check it out and see if you can spot any Karmiel Tour guides or "former?" rebbeim on this video…


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WtTNHiyxiXE&list=RDWtTNHiyxiXE&start_radio=1    – Joey's latest Ameilim Ba'Torah for the Adirei Torah…


RABBI SCHWARTZ'S TOUR GUIDE EXAM QUESTION OF THE WEEK

answer below at end of Email

 

21. The process by which water and carbon dioxide dissolve limestone bedrocks is called_______? What kind of rock is dolomite?

A. Marine sedimentary rock

B. Terrestrial sedimentary rock

C. Igneous rock

D. Metamorphic rock


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


The Service Starts? - 369 BC- So just like our E-Mail above declares, the return to Yerushalayim has begun. Fascinating enough, although as we said most Jews didn't take the opporotunity of that window that Koresh had provided. The great leaders and the prophets Chaggai Zecharia and Malachi did, the final prophets of Israel did. Yet, that window closed very quickly. Chazal tell us in the Talmud in Rosh Hashana that Koresh/ Cyrus needed some work done back in his palace, maybe he was expanding his West Wing ðŸ˜Š and when he was told that the Jewish laborers had headed off to Israel, then regretted and pulled the plug on the project. He closed the window. He said that those who had crossed he Euphrates already could stay, but the ones that remained can't go. It's a scary message and warning for our times as well. Remember Jewish history repeats itself. "Binu Shnos Dor V'Dor" Hashem tells us. Understand and internalize the lessons of the past. For if you don't you will be doomed to repeat the same mistakes….

 

The ones that returned though received three laws from those prophets which are actually perhaps even relevant today? The first was the location of where the mizbayach altar was on the destroyed Temple Mount of which there were no remains from the first Temple. The second was that they were given permission to expand the original altar to 60 Amos from its original size which was much smaller. It seems that they had big plans. And the third and most important ruling was that it was permitted to bring offerings already even before the Mikdash was built. We don't need a Bais Ha'Mikdash to bring korbanos. Just an altar we build that's holy in it's proper place.


This halacha led to much practical discussion and debate when the Jews in modern times returned to Eretz Yisrael and there were great Rabbis that discussed bringing the Pesach offering and even other public offerings that are permitted to brought even when we are still tamey. Most notable was Reb Tzvi Hirshc Kalisher in his work Derishas Tziyon and Reb Akiva Yosef Shlesinger, a primary Talmud of the Ksav Sofer from Hungary in his work of Lev Ivri. They were opposed by Reb Yosef Chaim Sonnenfeld of the old Yishuv who felt that it was not kdai to start up with the goyim. Rav Tzvi Pesach Frank as well was for the concept yet, was not sure of exact location of mizbayach with more technical objections than political ones. Ultimately the main consensus was that this is not to be done and thus it stands until today.

 

Yet, back then the service began right away. That first Yom Kippur offerings were brought without a temple. As well as holiday offerings of Sukkos and after that the twice daily sacrifices of the Korban Tamid. For a whole year all we had was a mizbayach. It's almost incomprehensible to us today to think about real sacrifices without a Bais Ha'Mikdash, yet that's how the second Temple period started. With us doing our part first and then only a year later did the actual construction begin. So it was then… Maybe it's something we need to think about today as well…

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ’S TERRIBLE TRAIN JOKES OF THE WEEK

 

My boss said to me, "you're the worst train driver ever. How many have you derailed this year?"

I said, "I'm not sure; it's hard to keep track."

 

A pessimist sees a dark tunnel

An optimist sees light at the end of the tunnel

A realist sees a freight train

The train driver sees 3 idiots standing on the tracks

 

A Guy sat next to me on the train. He pulled a out a photo of his wife and said, "She's beautiful, isn't she?"

I said, "If you think she is beautiful, you should see my missus mate.

He said, "Why? Is she a stunner?"

I said, "No, she's an optometrist!"

 

I was on a train and this woman opposite looked at me and said, "Every time you smile, I feel like inviting you to my place...."

I asked, "Are you single?"

She replied, "No, I am a dentist."

 

A train conductor ends up killing two people while on the job. He is found guilty and sentenced to the electric chair. When the day comes, he is asked what he would want for his last meal, and he requests a banana. After finishing his meal, he is strapped to the chair and electrocuted. However, by some miracle, he ends up surviving.

 

Seeing as he technically served his sentence, he is released from prison, where he gets a job as a train conductor. This time, he ends up killing three people while on the job and is sentenced to the electric chair. The day comes, and for his last meal, he asks for two bananas. He finishes them and gets strapped to the chair, but he ends up surviving the electrocution again. He was released from prison for the same reason as before.

He gets another job as a train conductor and ends up killing four people this time. He is sentenced to the electric chair again, and for his last meal, he asks for three bananas. He finishes his meal and gets strapped to the chair. The guards shock him for longer than necessary and use more power, but he ends up surviving again.

The guards, all surprised, ask him, "How do you keep surviving every time? And why do you keep ordering bananas, do they save you?" The man replies, "It has nothing to do with the food, I'm just a really bad conductor."

 

Did you hear about the crazy guy that only kills on trains? I was told he has a loco motive.

 

How does a train hear another train coming? With its engin-ears.

 

A tourist was riding the train across Israel when suddenly everything started rocking violently.

People were being thrown out of their seats and luggage was flying everywhere. Then, as suddenly as it started, everything is back to the calm, smooth ride he was used to. Everyone sorted themselves out and found seats again.

When they reach the next stop, the man went forward to the engine car and asked the conductor what had happened. The conductor replied "We hit an Arab."

The man couldn't believe it. "You mean hitting a person caused that?!"

The conductor looked at him and explained "Well he was in the ditch, but we got him anyways."

 

What's the difference between a teacher and a train?? The teacher tells you to to spit out the gum, while the other says "chew-chew!".

 

My mum used to feed my brother and I by saying ‘here comes the train’, and we always used to eat it straight away. Otherwise she wouldn’t untie us from the tracks.

 

A few months ago, my wife and I were taking a nice walk down an old dirt road during the heat of the summer day. All of a sudden, I stopped and looked around. My wife was a little hesitant as to what I was doing. I slowly moved towards the railroad tracks ahead of us and knelt down, putting my hand on the steel. I looked both ways, sniffed my fingers, and contemplated for a few seconds. I turned and looked at my wife and told her that a train has been through here. She looked confused and asked how I knew. I told her, pointing to the railroad, "Because there are its tracks".

Shaking her head, she let out a sign of disappointment as she turned her back and walked away. I giggled.

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The answer to this week's question is A–Well this week makes up for last week. It was a hard question. Geology isn't my favorite topic. But I managed to swing this one right. I was actually at Mitzpe Ramon this past week and there I spoke about the erosion and they even have a movie that shows the process of carbon dioxide dissolving the rock and form it. As well was at the Stalactite and Stalagmite caves and saw the process there as well that forms those things. Dolomite as well is that sedimentary rock that is formed from the sea. I speak about that by Rosh Hanikra. So this is pretty basic tour guiding geology. So I'm back in the game with a new score  of Rabbi Schwartz having a 14.5 points and the MOT having 6.5 points on this latest Ministry of Tourism exam.

Friday, November 14, 2025

Missing Mom- Parshat Chayei Sarah 5786 2025

 

Insights and Inspiration

from the

Holy Land

from

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

"Your friend in Karmiel"

November 14th 2025 -Volume 15 Issue 4 23rd of Cheshvan 5786

 

Parshat Chayei Sara

 

Missing Mom

 

I miss my mother, and it's not just her cooking. Aliza, pretty much has me covered on that front. I made sure of that before I married her and she hasn't let me down. I don't think I have ever gone this long in my 54 years of life without my parents coming and visiting us. There's three great-grandchildren they never even met! First we had this Corona thing which kind of shut down any plans they had and then just when it was getting quiet again we had this war thingamajiggy break out. Sure, I've been back to the States here and there. But still it's not the same as having Mom (and Dad) coming over here and being in my house. In our country. Together here in the Holy Land. Sharing in our family simchas here….

 

Don't get me wrong, I was never a homesick kind of kid. Hey, I went to sleepaway camp for a month when I was 6 years old and that's only because they wouldn't accept me when I was 5. Neither was I was ever a Momma's boy, my mother made sure of that, and that's despite the fact that I'm her favorite child (it's a good thing my sisters don't read my E-Mails), although Gedalia is good competition. It's also not like we don't talk at least once a week either, we even facetime sometimes-although I'm not a fan. But it's not the same. Truth is I don't even know why it's not the same. She generally will scold me the same, will get emotional and even choked with tears when she tells me she loves me and gives me those important reminders to brush my teeth, take care of my health and remember to say shema at night before I go to sleep. It's not even the hugs and kisses. I'm not such a family hugger… They're generally too emotional. There's just something about being in her presence. In both of my parent's presence-despite all of our usual fights and arguments, that is missing and the longing to see them again just grows stronger and stronger each day and each month…

 

OK now that I made my mother cry in the first two paragraphs, let's move on to the parsha which really gives us the essence of Jewish motherhood and the relationship between boys and their mothers. After-all it is the parsha titled after the first Jewish mother ever; Chayei Sarah- the life of Sarah. It seems the perfect book to buy and read to find out all we need to know about Jewish motherhood; the life and times of Sarah. Yet, quite the opposite. The second verse in already tells us that she died. That was quick. Short book. I want a refund. But Hashem doesn't give refunds. Now although the divisions and certainly the titles of the parshiyot were not given by Hashem, all Jewish traditions and certainly those that have to do with the study of Torah that for millennia have utilized these titles exist because of Divine inspiration. For generations the titles of each sedra were understood to define the entire theme of the parsha. If that is the case maybe we should flip a few more pages of the book that seems to us should've more aptly been "The life without Sarah" and find out what we are missing.

 

The first part of the story is all about her burial, and the elongated story of Avraham's negotiations to purchase the Cave of Machpela for her burial. True, the Torah tells us that Avraham eulogized Sarah and the Midrash Tanchuma even tells us that his eulogy was based on the Eishet Chayil that we sing every Friday Night-how each verse applies to everything in her life. But the Torah itself doesn't really tell us much about Sarah.

 

The next part and bulk of the parsha is all about Avraham swearing his servant Eliezer to find a wife for Yitzchak, (who seemingly missed his Mom's funeral) and who has kind of disappeared since the Akeida. We have the elongated and repetitive story of Eliezer testing and finding Rivka, the negotiations with Lavan and Besuel and them blessing her as she leaves (*Don't miss the great song I composed in honor of my sister Rivky's wedding with that blessing down below) They meet Yitzchak and brings her back to his Mother's tent. This is the majority of the parsha and it seems it should more appropriately be called the "Chayei Rivka" then of Sarah.

 

The last piece of the Parsha as well doesn't seem to have any Sarah action in it either. We are told of Avraham's remarriage to Ketura-who Chazal tells us is Hagar. The children he has with her and his sending them away as well. Finally, we have Avraham's death and burial by Yitzchak and Yishmael and then all the descendants of Yishmael. There's more Chayei Hagar and Chayei Yishmael there than Chayei Sarah and frankly to most of us it doesn’t really seem to interesting. We bought this book to find out about our mother, not our cousin's family. I would've gone to a book store in Ramallah for that.

 

There is a game I like to play with my tourists when I talk to them about Jerusalem. I tell them that our sages tell us that there is heavenly city of Jerusalem that directly corresponds to the one that is down here, and that I can prove it to them. I ask them how to say hand in Hebrew- they say "yad". How do you say two hands? "Yadayim!" they say very excitedly, surprisingly proud of themselves that they know something most kindergarteners know. How do you say foot, I continue? "Regel!" Two feet? "Raglayim!" Eye? "Ayin!". Two eyes? " Einayim!" Ear? "Ozen…" they reply getting sick of this game already. OK…two ears? Oznayim- now they are really getting bored. So I switch it up and ask how they say Jerusalem in Hebrew? And they say of course Yerushalayim. And I tell them they are wrong…"What?!" They check my Kippa to make sure it really is black velvet (the only kosher kind). So I show them how in the Torah it says it is called Yeru-shalem. What does Yerushal-AYIM mean? Well now they know it means two. The "ayim" suffix makes something plural. This is to teach us that there are two a Jerusalem down here and a Jerusalem up above. Walla! As we say in Hebrew…

 

There is another word that is really just as reflective and insightful once you have this priniciple down pat. How do we say life in Hebrew. Again seemingly easy but wrong. I imagine most of you would say chayim. Like when we drink, we say ""l'chaim" to life. Except that the word life has the "ayim" suffix" to it as well. chayim means lives. Two of them. The one in this world and the one in the afterworld. In fact, there is no word for a singular life in Hebrew. Chai- means alive it doesn't mean life. Whenever we talk about a life, we talk about it in the plural. It's always a doubled life. It's the life we have while we are here and the life that continues on after we leave this physical world that we put in place and are still connected to even after we're gone. Our sages tell us that the righteous even after they pass are called living. Our parsha is called Chayei Sarah because it is the lives of Sarah, for it is the story of the life of Sarah that live on even when she wasn't close enough to hug anymore.

 

The eternal life of Sarah starts at Mea'arat Hamachpela- the doubled cave. But it's not just the cave that is "machpela- doubled". It is in the field of Machpela that is in the area referred to as Machpela. machpela means double. It will be the beit hachayim- the house of life, of two lives; the one where the physical ends and the eternal one begins. There is no more appropriate place to start our book about Sarah than at the purchase of Machpela for that will be the symbol that she lives on even in her departing from this physical world.

 

The parsha continues with Sarah's life in the finding of the spouse for her son Yitzchak. This entire story is finding someone that will fill the tent of Sarah with her light once again. Avraham realizes that he needs someone as close as Sarah as he can get to light that light of Sarah so he makes Eliezer swear and travel in order for him to find that "mother".

 

When Yitzchak finds Rivkah the verse tells us his reaction in such incredible terms.

 

Bereshit (24:67) And Yitzchak brought her to the tent of Sarah his mother, and he took Rebecca, and she became his wife, and he loved her. And Yitzchak was comforted for [the loss of] his mother.

 

Sarah lives in Rivkah. Her tent lives. This is after all parshat Chayei Sarah. If you aren't sure, then take a look at Rashi

 

He brought her into the tent and she became exactly like his mother Sarah — that is to say, the words signify as much as, [And he brought her into the tent] and, behold, she was Sarah, his mother).

 

Do you know how they say that you marry someone like your mother? Yitzchak certainly did. The three miracles that Sarah had in her tent of a light from Shabbos to Shabbos, that there was a blessing that could be tasted in her bread and that there was a heavenly cloud always present for protection are the symbols and correspond to the specific mitzvos of a woman, of a mother. Sarah had passed away for three years yet Yitzchak had not been consoled. Rashi again tells us this is the way it's meant to be, which seems strange as we know that someone who dies the mourning ends after a year. But Rashi says a fascinating eternal insight.

 

It is derech Eretz- the natural (and proper way) that while a man’s mother is living for him to be karuch- wrapped up in her. But when she dies he finds comfort in his wife.

 

I saw a beautiful insight in the sefer Hamisulaim Mipaz- that writes that although when a man gets married the Torah tells us that he leaves his father and mother and is davak-cleaves to his wife, that does not negate that he is still wrapped up karuch-like the word korech by our Pesach sandwich- with his mother. His wife is the person that he becomes one with. They will build a unit and a family together. That bond of being one with his mother who fed him, cared for him, worried about him and strengthened him will be replaced with his wife. But his mother will still be wrapped into everything he does. She is the one he turns to for that wisdom of his youth, for the insight that only she can provide him with as no one knows him better. No one cares as much in his heart. She is not one with him, she is not davak, but she is that external force that is wrapped around all he does. She lives in him, even though she is not with him.

 

It's fascinating when you think about it. None of our Matriarchs had shviggers (mother-in-laws). They missed out on that wonderful aspect of married life for a new young bride. The reason perhaps is precisely as explained above. Each one of them were a continuation of the light of the previous generation. Each one's husband was fully theirs and there was no mother wrapped up in their relationship. They inherited the light and filled the tent with that same wisdom and light that the ones before them did.

 

But as our book on the life of Sarah concludes it reveals that Sarah is not just the mother of Yitzchak. Sarah has other "children". Her prize student Hagar- for she wouldn't give Avraham any less and Hagar's son Yishmael, whose entire existence because Sara was his mother's shadchan. She raised the two of them to such a high level that they both even saw and communicated with angels. She's also the "mother" of Hagar who she sent away and is now brought back to Avraham. They both return to the fold after being sent away for their own good. It certainly pained Sarah as much as it did Avraham. But she knew what they needed-as Jewish mothers always do. And the conclusion of the parsha of the life of Sarah that these children as well return. Hagar, now Ketura remarries Avraham. She is called Ketura because like incense she was lit with the flame and the holy spirit of Sarah now emanates from her. And Yishmael returns to bury his father Avraham with Yitzchak allowing Yitzchak to go first, for he had done teshuva. The teshuva of Yishmael is so great that we find there are great sages in the Mishna that are named for him. Again the life of Sarah lives on. She is the first of our Imahos and she is the light that is shines eternally in every Jewish mother since.

 

There is perhaps no stereotype out there like the Jewish Mother. They truly are all the same. They are the same because they all carry the light of Sarah that they shine into their children. It's in their DNA. They worry about that light more than any other mother, and that light shines even if they're not close enough to hug us. We have our own spouses, children, family and friends to cleave to and give us the hugs and make us the food and build our tents with us. But I relate to Yitzchak who missed his mother. Baruch Hashem mine is well and healthy, as she always is, thank God until 120. It's not Mother's Day this week. We never did that in my family, as every day is Mother's Day. But Thanksgiving is coming up in some countries-although we were never too strict about that either, and so I'll use this week's E-mail to just say thank you Mom… I miss you…and hope to see you soon oif simchas…

 

Have a perfectly amazing Shabbos,

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz 

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YIDDISH PROVERB OF THE WEEK

 

" Di varemsteh bet is di mamehs."- The warmest bed is mother’s…"

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S TOUR GUIDE EXAM QUESTION OF THE WEEK

answer below at end of Email

 

7. The name of the capital city of the Abbasid dynasty is _____________

What is the "Treaty of Jaffa"?

A. Treaty between the Crusaders and the Muslims

B. Treaty between the Byzantines and the Muslims

C. Treaty between the Mamluks and the Ottomans

D. Treaty between the Ottomans and the British

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ’S COOL VIDEO OF THE WEEK

https://soundcloud.com/ephraim-schwartz/rivkah   – My sister Rivky thinks this is my nicest composition. It was her chuppa song so that makes sense. Yitzy Berry did an awesome job and I dare you to listen and not get moved by this special Bracha that Lavan gave Rivka in this week's parsha… and we do so by every Chasuna..

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VeNbxITuM50   – A beautiful new release from Ari Goldwag Zamer singing the song of Torah and sweetness…!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3mThU6MnnxI&list=RD3mThU6MnnxI&start_radio=1   – Ahrele Samet and Naftali Kempeh- Cholas Ahava- I can see this being the next wedding song yeshivish guys in Israel at least are singing…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RdAO_jD3qoU&list=RDRdAO_jD3qoU&start_radio=1      – Avraham Fried's and Meieich Braunstein latest Barcheinu!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GUB0p9r87uA  – Gorgeous Aharon Razel and yeshiva Maalei Adumim for all of our soldiers and wounde L'Olam Odecha

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

 

I Had a Dream- 562 BC – As we said last week, Nevuchadnezzar was exiled from his throne for 7 years and made to wander in the jungle like a animal in fulfillment of the dream he had and prophecy of Daniel. This was made to humble him successfully and for him to recognize Hashem, which he did. Nothing like turning these guys into the animals they behave like to knock a little God fearing into them. While he's away the mice begin to play his son Avel (or Evil) Merodach takes the kingdom and rules in his place. When he comes back from his exile a Baal Teshuva- so to speak, he's not a happy camper so he chucks him in jail. Nice….

 

When Nevuchadnezzar dies his little boychik comes out of jail and tries to retake that throne. But the oilam isn't too happy with that. They're scared that Nevuchadnezzar will come back again. He's kind of like strep throat. Like the Crusaders, Like Chamas. Like Hezballah. Like all of our enemies. They're the gift that keeps on giving. So they don't want to inaugurate him for fear of what he would do to them if he comes back. Left with no choice Avel goes ahead and pulls out some iron chains digs up Daddy Nevuchadnezzar and then has him chucked in front of the people's feet. He's dead.

 

The people get up and start singing and dancing. "Ding Dong the King is dead… ". They shoot firework and hand out baklava. They coronate Avel as their new king and times are good for Bavel/Iraq. The Jews also it seems want to get a piece of this action and good will and Daniel coddles up to Avel and begins to advise him to free all of the prisoners in honor of the occasion. In order to show he's not the previous administration. Give Yehoyachin, the former King of Yehuda who had been sitting in jail for 37 years a pardon. Let them go! And whadaya know? It works!

 

Isn't it amazing how much of this Navi column ties into modern day things going on in the world. Current events. This past week, the table turned. Trump, the world leader, turns to the Jewish government and state of Israel and ask the president to pardon, Bibi- Melech Yisrael- the "King of Yehuda". Let's see if that works… or are the goyim more inclined to pardon then we are…?

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S TERRIBLE JEWISH MOTHER JOKES OF THE WEEK

LESSONS MY JEWISH MOTHER TAUGHT ME

My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE:

"If you two are going to kill each other, do it outside - I just finished cleaning!"

 

My mother taught me RELIGION:

"You better pray that stain will come out of the carpet."

 

My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL:

"If you don't behave, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"

 

My mother taught me LOGIC:

"Because I said so, that's why."

 

My mother taught me IRONY:

"Keep crying and I'll *give* you something to cry about."

 

My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS:

"Shut your mouth and eat your supper!"

 

My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM:

"Will you *look* at the dirt on the back of your neck!"

 

My mother taught me about STAMINA:

"You'll sit there 'till all your spinach is finished."

 

My mother taught me about WEATHER:

"It looks as if a tornado swept through your room."

 

My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY:

"If I've told you once, I've told you a million times – Don't Exaggerate!!!"

 

My mother taught me about BEHAVIOUR MODIFICATION:

"Stop acting like your father!"

 

My mother taught me about ENVY:

"There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do!"

 

 During a regular early morning shul service, Rabbi Levy couldn't help noticing 21 year old Benny sitting at the back of the shul looking very sad. He had his head in his hands. So at a convenient moment, Rabbi Levy goes over to him and asks, "What's wrong, Benny? Tell me. Maybe I can help."

"Oh rabbi," replies Benny, "I just don't know what to do. Every time I bring a girl home to introduce her to my parents, no matter how wonderful the girl is, my mother always tells me that she does not like her at all."

"I've heard this story many times before," says Rabbi Levy, "but you'll be pleased to hear that I have a tried and tested solution for you. Next time you choose a girl, make sure she not only looks just like your mother, but also talks like your mother, laughs like your mother, cooks like your mother, and dresses like your mother. Believe me, Benny, if you find such a girl, your mother will absolutely love her."

Many weeks go by before Benny finds someone just like his mother. And not only that, but the girl very quickly falls madly in love with him. So Benny invites her to meet his parents and this time is feeling very optimistic that all will go well.

At the next shul service, Rabbi Levy notices that Benny is once again sitting at the back of the shul looking unbelievably unhappy. So once again, during a break in the service, Rabbi Levy goes over to Benny. "What's wrong Benny?" asks Rabbi Levy. "Couldn't you find someone like your mother?"

"Rabbi," replies Benny, "miraculously, I found a girl just like my Mom. Not only did she look just like Mom, but she also talked like Mom, laughed like Mom, cooked like Mom, and dressed like Mom."

"So everything should have worked out okay for you," says Rabbi Levy.

"No, rabbi, it didn't," replies Benny. "My father didn't like her."

 

As a fundraiser the local Hebrew School decided to hold a talent show for the community. The night of the show finally arrived and the auditorium was packed with community people. Judy Goldberg looked on her as her pride and joy Chezky was playing piano and singing his beautiful composed Ani Maamin. During her performance she noticed a man in the audience clearly moved and crying. 

After the show she walks over to him and says "isn't it touching that the younger generation is carrying on our tradition?"

The man says "I don't know I'm not Jewish".

"So why were you crying?" she asks him.

"Oh that's because I am a musician"

 

 A man is laying on the operating table, about to be operated on by his son, the surgeon. The son reassures his nevous father that there is nothing to worry about. It's a simple procedure that he has done many times before. 

The father says, "Son, think of it this way ... If anything  happens to me, your mother is coming to live with you."

 

A young Jewish man excitedly tells his mother he's fallen in love and going to get married. He says, "Just for fun, Mom, I'm going to bring over three women and you try and guess which one I'm going to marry."

The mother agrees. The next day, he brings three beautiful women into the house and sits them down on the couch and they chat for a while. He then says,

"Okay, Mom. Guess which one I'm going to marry."

She immediately replies, "The red-head in the middle."

"That's amazing, Mom. You're right. How did you know?"

"I don't like her."

 

It was a terrible night, blowing cold and rain in a most frightful manner. The streets were deserted and the local baker was just about to close up shop when Bernie slipped through the door. He carried an umbrella, blown inside out, and was bundled in two sweaters and a thick coat. But even so he still looked wet and bedraggled.

As Bernie unwound his scarf he said to the baker, "May I have two bagels to go, please?"

The baker said in astonishment, "Two bagels? Nothing more?"

"That's right," answered Bernie, "One for me and one for Bernice."

"Bernice is your wife?" asked the baker.

"What do you think," snapped Bernie, " would my mother would send me out on a night like this?"

 

A Jewish mother is walking down the street with her two young sons.

A passerby asks her how old the boys are.

"The doctor is three," the mother answers, "and the lawyer is two."

 

The answer to this week's question is A – Well, it took 7 weeks until I got my first one totally wrong. Muslim stuff isn't really my thing. So I guessed Mecca and the correct answer was Baghdad. I really don't care. The treaty of Jaffa I probably should've known. The treaty between the Crusaders and the Muslims is pretty important. But I really wasn't thinking much and went with Turks instead. I probably would've skipped this question on the exam, as you're allowed to skip 5 q's. So this one was my first one wrong. And the new score is Rabbi Schwartz having a 5 point and the MOT having 2 point on this latest Ministry of Tourism exam.