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Friday, December 26, 2025

Final Destination- Parshat Vayigash 5786 2025

 Insights and Inspiration

from the

Holy Land

from

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

"Your friend in Karmiel"

December 26th 2025 -Volume 16 Issue 10 6th of Tevet 5786

 

Parshat Vayigash

 Final Destination

 

One suitcase, that's all your allowed to take with you. What do you pack? You're never going back home again. Your next destination, the next country you'll be going to will be the place where you will spend the rest of your life. It's where you will not only have to rebuild, recreate, survive but also where you will die. So what are you putting in that one suitcase? What possessions have you acquired over your entire life that you not only feel are too sentimental to leave behind, but that you understandably feel that you will need to begin again anew and start over with?

 

I'm curious what you were thinking I was referring to when you read the above paragraph. Was this a historical question for you, that all of our ancestors had to go through inevitably when they got too fa and comfortable in their place of Exile and when Hashem decided the time was up and it was time to throw them out. To move them on. To bring them closer to home. Or more often to death, to martyrdom, to another pathetic land where we would have to start the vicious cycle of galus once again. Was that the exercise you thought I was asking you to engage in? To do my traditional "Rabbi-Schwartz-scare-them-out-of-their-galus-complacency" thing. To get them to realize that the time is up and that they should really think about getting out before the hatchet falls and the Zyklon starts pumping so they don't end up like the last 6 million who didn't get the message from God and read the writing on the wall. Is that what you thought I was asking you?

 

Or maybe, hopefully, you were thinking entirely different about the question. It was a question not about galus, but rather about geulah, about redemption. About the shofar blowing. About wings of eagles (yes, I know that’s just a metaphor and that nesher isn't really an eagle). About Aliya, that you claim to have been dreaming of making, and in fact the only reason why you haven't is because you're scared of your children being drafted and going off the derech. But now they've resolved that with a new law and your children are too old, and they got exemptions forever. So now you can do what you always claimed you were certain to do-if they took care of that problem. You chapped as well, that there's no tuition crisis here and you'll save close to a hundred thousand dollars a year on tuition bills. And it’s a much better country to live in, rather than moving to Cleveland. Milwaukee or even Miami for those benefits. And you even get a mitzva for living here. So what do you pack in that one suitcase. That's all I'm giving you. They don't have Costco size storage closets here. There are no basements. You're getting a small apartment. What are you packing?

 

I think it's interesting for you to figure out which of the above questions and scenarios I was referring to above in the first paragraph. I think it's telling and revealing where your heart lies. How attached you are to the place you're living. How much in the forefront of your mind geula and Eretz Yisrael is. One thing I can tell you for certain though is, that the Chafetz Chaim, the Gaon of Vilna, the Baal Shem Tov, the Shela Ha'Kadosh, The Chasam Sofer and most of the other great Rabbis and Rebbes and leaders of the last few hundred years who waited every morning for that shofar blast, certainly would've read it the second way and even had that suitcase packed all ready to go.

I remember when we moved to Israel 15 years ago, we had the moving company that was arranging our lift come give us an assessment of what we were able to fit and bring and not. Needless to say, we had too much stuff. That was even after they sold me on the 40 foot extra hi-cube lift and we had run a bunch of garage sales. So we spent the next few weeks slowing getting rid of our stuff that we had accumaulated over the decades. We had narrowed it down quite a bit and were quite proud of ourselves. Yet, when they came back for their second review, they advised us to mark our things with green, yellow and red sticker in order to prioritize what should be packed as it looked like it still wasn't able to fit.

 

Needless to say, the next few days there was lots of sticker fights going around the Schwartz house. My wife would put some red stickers on some very important things that I had labeled green (like that huge stuffed monkey that had been with me since I won it at a carnival in Wisconsin Dells back in my camp counselor days in Aguda Midwest in the Summer of 94'), yes I still miss him. And mysteriously enough it seems like an angel came down from heaven and retaliated for me by removing her green stickers from millions of Chinese herbs and vitamins and knitting embroidery sets that obviously was totally unnecessary to shlep along.

 

Va'yavo ha'yom- moving day finally came and guess what? There was plenty of extra room and we went out shopping to Costco to fill up the stupid container, because otherwise they said we would have to pay extra for bars to hold everything in place. I paid to fill this baby, I was going to make sure I got my money's worth. Funny enough, I bought a huge shed there that was on sale for about 600 dollars and figured it would be great to store things in. However when they were loading it up, I saw that it was in fact not only Kesser brand, made in Israel, but their factory was in Karmiel a  few blocks from my house. I was pretty annoyed that I had paid so much for something in Costco that would've probably been cheaper in Karmiel where it was made, but guess what? I priced that same shed here when I arrived and it incomprehensibly sells for… can you guess? 4000 shek! About 4 times the price! I should've bought five of them!

 

Now to get back to the dvar Torah part and life changing aspect of this E-Mail and the biblical level of this all. We certainly find that when the Jews left Egypt and came to Israel, then there was a concept that we were meant to empty the whole country out. We left Egypt, like an empty net that all it's fish removed, Chazal tell us. Our job there in Egypt was to find all the sparks of holiness and uplift them and bring them home. Yes, even the sparks in the holy stuffed monkey that sadly didn't make it here. In this week's Torah portion though we actually have the opposite scenario taking place though. And there's a Rashi that I learned this week, that I guess I never really noticed before, but it's truly mind-boggling. Its message is powerful and very relevant and perhaps even the secret to the redemption. Let's check it out together.

 

See in this week's parsha (my Bar Mitzva one!) of Vayigash, Yaakov heads down to Egypt for the last time. This is the opposite of the above scenarios. He's not moving from galus to galus, and he's not moving to Israel. He's heading out. It's all over. He's got one suitcase. Actually, that's not really true. The truth is Yosef sent him wagons and wagons to bring his stuff with. He's flying first class Pharaoh airlines down in Wagon Force One and he's got no limits one what he can take down with him. Yet the Torah tells us something fascinating about Yaakov's lift and last minutes in Eretz Yisrael.

 

He firsts heads down to Beer Sheva on the way out. It seems that this is the first important thing for him to do. It's the place where our Patriarchs spent a lot of time and where both Avraham and Yitzchak built altars and Hashem revealed Himself to them, promising them this land. It's as well where Avraham planted his Eshel trees and hosted all his guests and taught the world about Hashem. By the way do you know what street the Schwartz family lives on in Israel? Eshel. Maybe that's why I'm so passionate about teaching the world about this holy land and why we all need to be here to serve Hashem properly. So the first thing Yaakov does is chop down some of those trees and shleps them down with him. He wants his kids to have these trees of Avraham to build the Mishkan with and to remember that they're roots are here in Israel. They need to come back home. They're job is to unite together as the beams of the Mishkan symbolize and bring the Shechina back home. That's the first piece of luggage he packs up.

 

As well I find it fascinating that his departure airport is from Beer Sheva. Do you know what Beer Sheva is? It's the southern most point of the Biblical settled land of Israel. It's the place that is thus named after the treaty Avraham and Yitzchak made with Avimelech the king of Gaza, of the Plishtim; The ancient Chamas, Palestine. Do you want to know why we're going down to Galus. Because we made treaties with Hamas. Because we didn't conquer that land. Because we gave it away in exchange for "peace". Remember children, why we're leaving. Daven strongly that Hashem promised this entire land for us to return to. Don't make the same mistake when you come back. The last look out of the window of that cattle car train taking us down to what will become our slave pits in Egypt should be of the land that we didn't fully conquer and that we will come back to.

 

Yet what is most fascinating to me is his next stop that isn't really mentioned but that Rashi notes. It seems that Yaakov made a pit stop down by Esau his brother in Edom. There he unloaded his luggage and piled it up in front of him. Listen to Rashi who quotes Chazal on this verse

 

Bereishis (46:6)  And they took their livestock and their possessions that they had acquired in the land of Canaan, and they came to Egypt.

 

Rashi notes that the verse is quite specific that he only brought the stuff he got in the land of Canaan. The Israeli made possessions. Yet, what about all the big money and sheep and goats that he got back by Lavan? What about all his nursing homes? His commercial real estate investments? What about his camels, his donkeys, his Teslas and his Range Rover? That he brought back with him from Padan Aram? I mean we know that this stuff was precious to him. Back in Vayishlach Yaakov goes back for some small little vessels that he left behind, maybe you know those little snow globe trinkets with pictures of Padan Aram in them. He even endangered his life for them and ended up fighting the angel of Yosef. So what about all the big stuff and bucks he made back in the alteh heim?

 

Rashi thus tells us amazingly what happened to them.

"But of what he had acquired in Padan-Aram he gave everything to Esau for his share in the Cave of Machpelah. He said, “Possessions acquired outside the Land of Israel are inappropriate for me.” This is the meaning of “which I acquired for myself with heaps” (Bereishis 50:5). He placed before him stacks of gold and silver like a heap of grain and said to him, “Take these.”

 

Can you imagine this scene? Yaakov had piles of piles of gold, silver, stocks, bonds; he was a billionaire. He made his big bucks in his twenty or so years by Lavan. After-all we all know you can't really make a living in Israel. As the old joke goes, how do you make a million dollars in Israel? Come with two million. And what does he do with all of that? He piles it up and places it in front of Esau and says "here, nem…my teiheireh bruder… It's all yours. Just affirm that the burial place our zaydeh Avraham paid top dollar for is mine. It goes to me. I'm the first-born. Just so there's no misunderstandings later." Take it all. It's meaningless to me. It's shmutz la'aretz gelt. It's not worth anything to me. I have no need or purpose for it over there. It did what it was supposed to do. It brought me home to Israel. I raised all it's sparks. Tzi vert gornisht…It's just extra baggage.

 

What is important is for Yaakov and that he wanted his children to learn and know is that the only thing important for them to remember when they go into galus is that all the money that they will make there has only one purpose. And I'll tell you a little secret. It's nor for building fancy shuls, mikvas, batei midrash and kollelim there in chutz la'aretz. It's to bring that money back home to Eretz Yisrael. It's worth dumping it all that "white house- Bayit Lavan" money, programs, grants, subsidies in a pile in front of that red-headed uncle of ours for even a grave in Israel. That's the message Yaakov sent to his children and to the world when they went into exile. It's the most important message of galus. To never lose focus of our goal. Our real destination. The only place that we're meant to call home. When he leaves Israel, he doesn't need a suitcase or a lift. The only thing he needs is a folder with a title to a cave in Chevron. Or being an Israeli probably one of those little plastic insert things that they love to use here, because they don't know what a real folder looks like. That's the only thing he packs. It's the only thing that he knows will make him never forget where he's meant to return to.

 

That is as well the final message Yaakov gives to his children. He leaves only one message to his children. Bring me home. Take my bones with you. Yosef his son the richest guy in Egypt as well makes his brother take that same oath. All of the brothers as well the Midrash tell us sent that message to their children. I take my tourists to the kever of Dan by Beit Shemesh and the grave of many of the other tribes on Mt. Arbel. The 40 years in the wilderness they were all brought back here with them. It wasn't just because of kevura in Eretz Yisrael and lice as Rashi tells us, but it was because they wanted their children to remember what their homestead was. Where a yid is supposed to live and the only place where his flesh can return to the earth it was formed form. All the money and "success" and prosperity that we will enjoy in exile- and today perhaps like never before, Yaakov wanted us to remember that it's only chutz la'aretz gelt- "v'einan k'dai li-it's not worthy of me". I'm better then that. I'm more than that. It's only there to get me home.

 

We just finished Chanuka, a holiday that only a small fraction of Klal Yisrael experienced it's miracles, as most Jews never came back for the second Temple. They stayed in galus. They had lots of money and success and they jus didn't want to shlep to a country that was inconvenient and always at war with it's enemies. We're heading to the holiday of Purim which ends with Queen Esther nudging her son Darius to allow Ezra and Nechemia go back and rebuild the Bais Ha'Mikdash, which he does. Little did she or even he dream that most Jews weren't really interested. That ninety percent of Klal Yisrael liked the new administration of Persia. They were happy sending duffle bags if there was a war and sending their kids there for seminary. But the real money is there. It's for that reason, Chazal tell us, it was ultimately doomed from the onset. It's why there was no miracles in the second Temple, like there was in the first. Because the miracles only come when we're all there. When we're all home.

 

This week hopefully we won't be fasting on the tenth of Tevet. The holiday that starts off the series of fast days that commemorate the destruction of the Temple that began with its siege on that date will hopefully be turned to a day of celebration. Of the return of the Temple. Of Klal Yisrael telling Hashem that we're willing to leave everything behind and take not even one suitcase with us to be able to see You once again. To be home. To see it rebuilt. To be one family. All we have here is not k'dai for us. It's extra luggage. Bring us home. And if someone can pick up monkey on the way from Seattle I would really be grateful. I really miss him.

 

Have a uplifting Shabbos

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz 


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YIDDISH PROVERB OF THE WEEK

 

" Tsuzogen un lib hoben kost nit kain gelt "- It doesn’t cost anything to promise and to love.

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S TOUR GUIDE EXAM QUESTION OF THE WEEK

answer below at end of Email

 

13. The name of the Egyptian president in the Six-Day War is _______

Who are the leaders who signed the peace treaty between Israel and Jordan and in the

presence of which American president did the signing take place?

A. Yitzhak Rabin and King Hussein, in the presence of US President Bill

Clinton

B. Shimon Peres and King Hussein, in the presence of US President George

W. Bush

C. Yitzhak Rabin and King Abdullah, in the presence of US President George

W. Bush

D. Shimon Peres and King Abdullah, in the presence of US President Bill

Clinton


RABBI SCHWARTZ'S COOL VIDEO OF THE WEEK

 

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/kdeLaopWLf4  – Reb Shloima Carlebach on after Chanuka sadness… amazing vort!


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zv-Wk22YXqE  – If you have to watch one thing this week. This is it. It's mindblowing miracles that you don't even chap are going around right now…


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dil7on82jhc&list=OLAK5uy_n6et0hZ1CZfLaZpFFP4fCYFNE92DJkU4M    – Ok It's Shwekey week with these amazing Shabbos music drops… Here's he first one erev Shabbos


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JVR8dRw--2U&list=OLAK5uy_nH__SlTF3KPf6GSXDZIDqXA7YyeVe4YpcHere's his Kabbalas Shabbos drop…


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CeS7f8yjnxY&list=OLAK5uy_m9HU7OJlfwCO3XwCNix86nAJkPLws-WXA   -  and here's his Leil Shabbos songs playlist amazing…!


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

(Little break in chronology for the fast this week..)

Septuaguint - 246 BC- This Sunday is the 8th of Tevet. It was at one point a fast day but it got incorporated with the fast 2 days later of the 10th of Tevet. It recalls a day that our sages tell us was as bad as the Golden Calf. It was the day of the writing of the Septuaquint or Targum Shivi’m in the words of our sages. Ever hear about it? Did you think it’s that bad? Well you’ll be fasting for it this Tuesday why not learn about it.



See in about the year 300 BC or so a short little Greek Guy named Alexander who humbly called himself the Great came to Israel. With him comes all types of Greek culture. He’s good to the Jews but his generals that take over…not so much. The Egyptian King Ptolmey decides to have the Torah translated into Greek. He takes 72 Rabbis locks them into 72 rooms gives them a pen and boom get to work. Miraculously all 72 came out with identical texts, this was despite the fact that they all made politically correct changes to it. Although it was a miracle, our Rabbis saw it as a bad thing. For now, the Torah would become just another philosophy book on the shelf. Jews would assimilate more and more and Hebrew our sacred tongue as well would not be utilized by the next generation.


This phenomenon of the Septuagint and assimilating Jews during this period of the second Temple where I mention this can be seen all over Israel. In Jerusalem in the Herodian street under the old city one can see Greek writing all over the place and its influences. In the synagogues in the Ir Dovid and the north of Israel as well which id from a bit later period Greek is the commonly written language. In Tzippori one can see the illiterate Hebrew with words misspelled on the shul floors. In the cemetery in Beit Shearim we find graves that are inscribed in Greek with Greek epitaphs and names of daughters of Rabbis that are buried there that are entirely Greek; Atio and Atheon for example. Perhaps the place you see it most vividly is in the Israel Musuem where you see much of the assimilated Jewish Hellenists Mosaics and art that has been uncovered and at the museum of the Good Samaritan in the Dead Sea region as well.

It gives me, and my tourists, pause to see this striking Greek assimilation and it makes you think about what they might say about the plethora of English Torah books, if that’s a good thing as well. On the one hand it has certainly opened up Torah to many who would not have access. On the other hand maybe we should fast, and pray for the fact that we have lost Lashon Hakodesh as our mother tongue.


RABBI SCHWARTZ’S TERRIBLE LUGGAGE JOKES OF THE WEEK


I just told my luggage there will be no vacations this year. Now I’m dealing with emotional baggage.

I tried to sue the airport for losing my luggage. I lost my case.

Don’t you just hate that situation when you’re picking up your bags at the airport, and everyone’s luggage is better than yours. A worst case scenario.

Or alternatively… A German was packing his luggage for holiday when his wife interrupts him...

"I hope you're not going to bring sausages again", she said, "They exploded everywhere last time and caused a frightful scene!"

"It'll be fine", He said, "Stop worrying about the wurst case scenario".

 

A photon is going through airport security. The TSA agent asks if he has any luggage. The photon says, “No, I’m traveling light.”

Shaindel was flying home from Israel on a recent trip and looked rather haggard looking after getting off the plane walking into the customs area with eight children-- all under age 10. Collecting their many suitcases, the nine of them entered the cramped customs area. A young customs official watched the large entourage in disbelief, ''Ma'am,'' he said, ''do all these children and this luggage belong to you?''

''Yes, sir,'' Shaindel said with a weary sigh, ''they're all mine.''

The customs agent began his interrogation: ''Ma'am, do you have any weapons, contraband or drugs in your possession?''

''Sir,'' she calmly answered, ''if I'd had any of those items, I would have used them by now.''

 

My friend was arrested for stealing luggage from airport, his trial didn't last more than an hour

It was a brief case.

 

If my male child was being stubborn before a flight could I check him with my luggage? Or would I have to carry on my wayward son? (PS I love you if you got that one…)

 

At the airport today a man fainted and slumped over onto the luggage carousel. He slowly came around.

 

Airport police say that the number of people smuggling helium balloons in their luggage is under control. But cases continue to rise.

 

Yankel is a professional smuggler and every day he arrives at the border, on his bicycle with a sack on the luggage rack.

Customs officer: "Do you have something to declare?"

Yankel: "No."

Customs officer: "And what do you have in the sack?"

Yankel: "Sand."

During the check it turns out: actually sand. Every day for a whole week Yankel comes with the bike and the sack on the luggage rack. On the eighth day, the customs officer becomes suspicious.

Customs officer: "What do you have in the sack?"

Yankel: "Just sand."

Customs officer: "Hmm, let's see..."

This time, he sand is sifted. Result: just sand.

The man continues to visit the border every day. Two weeks later, the border guard has enough and sends the sand to the lab. Result: just sand. After another month of "sand transports", the customs officer can't stand it any longer and asks Yankel: "I'll give it to you in writing that I won't tell anybody, but you're smuggling something. Please tell me what!"

Yankel: "Bicycles..."

 

Berel, an older man is finally able to leave the Soviet Union in the late 1980s for the first time in his life. His wife and son have already left and settled in the States, and he's finally able to go and join them. On his way out through the Soviet border, the guard looks through his luggage and finds a bust of Lenin.

"What is this?" he asks.

"Don't ask me *what* this is, ask me *who* this! This is Vladimir Lenin, the great hero that fought for the rights of the people in our country, and I'm bringing him with me to remind myself to continue that battle in America!"

The guard lets him through, and he is able to go on the plane to America. Once he arrives, the American border guard goes through his luggage and finds the bust of Lenin.

"What is this?" he asks.

"Don't ask me *what* this is, ask me *who* this! This is Vladimir Lenin, the fiendish monster who destroyed my beautiful homeland! I am bringing him with me to remind myself the the mistakes of the past."

The guard lets him through, and he is able to go into the country, where he takes a taxi to the house his wife and son are staying. After reuniting with them, the son sees the bust of Lenin, and asks, "Papa, who is this?"

Berel smiles and says, "my son, don't ask me *who* this is, ask me *what* this! This, my son, is 18 pounds of gold!"

 

Why did the little knight put his lance in the luggage? For joust in case.

 

An Brit, a Frenchman, an Israeli, and a Palestinian are in a flight when one of the plane's engines fails.The crew throw all the luggage on the plane off to lighten the load, but they are still too heavy. The pilot goes on the intercom and says that 3 people need to jump off the plane to save everyone else. The Brit stands up and says, "God save the king!" before jumping to his death.

Next, the Frenchman gets up and says, "Viva la France!" before jumping to his death.

Next, the Israeli stands up, grabs the Palestinian by the shoulder, and shouts "Free Palestine from the River to the Sea!"

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The answer to this week's question is A– Baruch Hashem, another easy one. I like questions that I speak about a lot and even better the ones that I remember. So I speak about the 67' war a lot and of course knew Nasser was Prime Minister and enemy of Israel, as should know that as well. The Rabin, Hussein Clinton signing I actually remember. It's embedded in my memory. So I got that one right and the new score and am back in the passing zone is Rabbi Schwartz having a 9.5 point and the MOT having 3.5 point on this latest Ministry of Tourism exam.

Thursday, June 27, 2024

Old School- Parshat Shelach 2024 5784

 

Insights and Inspiration

from the

Holy Land

from

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

"Your friend in Karmiel"

June 28th 2024 -Volume 13 Issue 36 22nd of Sivan 5784

Parshat Shelach

Old School

He was from a different generation. He was as old school as they got. Born right after the war in Italy, my Uncle Sammy z”l who passed away this week, had a bit of that Italian in him but mixed with the old haymish Hungarian and Czech roots of my grandparents. He wasn’t a Torah scholar. He wasn’t learned. He went to work at a young age and didn’t have much time or even zitz fleish for learning. But he was as holy of a Jew as I knew. The type, that for all our advanced yeshiva and Kollel Torah educated generation has advanced, still has trouble producing someone that possesses that natural pure faith, commitment and unwavering moral compass that the last generation had. That my Uncle Sammy, Yehoshua ben Eliyahu z’l who will always be the hero and role model that I aspire and emulate becoming, had.

 It wasn’t only that he would rise early every day to daven with a minyan and wouldn’t miss one in the evening. It was that he would make sure to be the first one there and the last one to leave, setting up the chairs, the lights, the tables, the books and the AC. It was him sitting after davening, or when he was at home in his spare time and recite the entire book of Tehillim daily. I don’t know if he concentrated or even understood all the words he said. It didn’t matter to him. These were holy words. This is what a yid says and does and Hashem likes when we do that. That was enough of a motivator. It wasn’t personal prayers or long davening with squinted eyes and a lot of shukkeling. It was Na’aseh V’nishma- first we do, first we understand what our job is to accomplish. The why, the what, the depth, the understanding the complexity are all nice. He respected Torah and its scholars. But for him, it was more about the doing then anything else. He saw himself as an essential link in a chain that went back to Har Sinai. He lived with a responsibility to that heritage and gift that was passed down to him.

 His yiddishkeit was his identity that he wore proudly. His love for Eretz Yisrael and his concern always for its well being was palatable every time he spoke of it and visited. He was as New Yawk as a NYer could ever be- He had a Newspaper stand in Manhattan for years and was a taxi driver- you can’t get more NY than that, at least old school NY (today you need a Free Palestine flag to qualify). As well he was as American Jewish as well as you can get- working for Manishevitz and Chap a Nosh- there’s nothing more American than Manishevitz. Yet with all of that, he knew more than perhaps the too many today that wear black hats and shtreimels or on the other extreme leather yarmulkas and that live in Five Town mansions with picket white fences that take 3 trips a year to Israel for the holidays and go to Israel Day parades, that NY is not his home. That America is not his country. That we are in galus and that the only place where a yid really belongs is in Eretz Yisrael.

 But it was more than his observance or even his values. It was how “Jewishy” and essential “tradition” was to him. He was the American equivalent of Tevye on the roof. Friday night had to have gefilte fish, chicken soup, potato kugel and chulent. It wasn’t Shabbos without it.  A bris had to have bagels and lox. A family vacation had to be either in the Catskills or Israel… maybe Miami. A yid always goes to shul, puts on tefillin, respects his rabbis, gives tzedaka, does chesed without any sense of payback or a sense of tzi kumt mir. They take care of their parents. They support their children and give them everything. They always make brachos, they bentch, they’re wary of goyim and they’re always always there for one another. No matter what, a yid doesn’t say no when another Jew asks for help. We’re all family. Those are not just values. Those are not good character traits. Those are all parts of a yid’s identity, as much as your fingers and toes are, as much as your parents are, your DNA is. That’s an old time yid. That’s my Uncle Sammy.

 Old time yidden, don’t have to “find themselves”. They don’t even understand the concept of therapy, of emotional healing, of “at-risk”, or of political corrected-ness or even a “meaningful” Judaism. Being Jewish means that we have a role, a job an identity and an un-shirkable responsibility. A mandate from Hashem, a legacy passed down from generations, a light that we need to bring out to the world that will bring Mashiach. There are no questions. There are no answers necessary. We have been Chosen. We have a path before us. It’s a good one, that could be at times challenging. But gam zu le’tova. It’s all good. And so walk we must wherever it leads.

 I don’t think its coincidental, that he was taken from us on this week’s parsha. Last week’s parsha and this week’s parsha both mention his namesake; Yehoshua, the unwavering dedicated servant of Moshe. In last week’s parsha Yehoshua makes his appearance when the word gets out that Eldad and Meidad are prophesying in the camp that Moshe will die and Yehoshua will bring us into the land. Yehoshua is upset by that and asks Moshe to either imprison or destroy them or according to Rashi just worst of all throw them into jobs that demand public service. Moshe rebukes Yehoshua and tells him not be concerned for his honor. Halevai that every Jew becomes a prophet. This first glimpse of Yehoshua is of someone who doesn’t want leadership. Can’t imagine or even hear that Moshe will not be with them forever and that doesn’t necessarily see the potential of a new generation “making it” without Moshe.

 In this week’s parsha again we find our Yehoshua, as being selected by Moshe to be one of the 12 spies into the land. Yet as opposed to the other spies he sends, when it comes to his loyal student, he davens for him. He adds on the letter “yud” to his name, which is that letter from Hashem’s name to protect him from falling into the conspiracy of the spies. Out of all the spies, it is him that Moshe is most nervous about. The other ones seemingly, as Rashi tells us, were all righteous, Moshe selected the best of the best- although he knew that there would be danger and temptations that would confront them spiritually. Yet, Moshe didn’t daven for them. They weren’t “at risk” as much as Yehoshua, in his mind. Yehoshua, was his boy. This was the first time, perhaps in his life, that he would be separated from Moshe. Even when Moshe went up to the heaven at Har Sinai, Yehoshua stood at the foot of the mountain awaiting Moshe’s return. Yet now he would be venturing out of the walls of yeshiva. Going “out-of-town. He would be out on the front lines in a new world that was different then the yeshiva he was used to. He wasn’t cut from what the others were and thus he was most vulnerable.

 Fascinatingly enough it would seem that Moshe was correct in his assessment of Yehoshua- although perhaps incorrect in overestimating the other spies’ ability to not fail and falter. We see this in the difference between Yehoshua and Calev. Although in general and in past years I believe that most of us lop the two together as the “good spies”, there really are differences between the two if one pays attention to the texts and chazal midrashic interpretations derived from those texts. Let’s take a look at a few.

 The first is that our sages tell us, as I note in our prayer column of the week, that Calev goes to Chevron to daven that he shouldn’t fall into the conspiracy of the meraglim. Yehoshua, doesn’t. It seems he hangs with the other spies. As well, when they return it seems that Yehoshua was together with all the spies when they were giving the report about the land. In fact, the Midrash tell us that Yehoshua only attempted to speak up when they started talking about the land of Milk and Honey and the dangers that awaited them, and the spies quickly shut him down. They accused him of trying to usurp Moshe- ironically enough, as they knew that he was meant to bring them into the land and thus it was for his own political gain that he was trying to convince them to go to war (hmmm… sound familiar?). Alternatively, they told him that since he didn’t have any children to lose, since at that point he was childless, he had no right to say whether they should enter or not. He didn’t have skin in the game like they did. Maybe if he had children that were in the army and had to fight against those giants he would have a different opinion.  And thus Yehoshua is quiet. He accepts the fact perhaps, that he’s not the person that they will listen to.

 Calev, on the other hand, takes the mike and stands up to everyone else. He tells them “Yes, we can!”. Hashem is with us. “Just don’t!” Don’t rebel. Don’t lose faith. Don’t think you’re too small. We can do it. Hashem is on our side. Yet he as well is not successful. It seems that the desire to stone our leaders is too great, and thus we fall. That’s always when we fall.

 Fascinating enough the difference between these two next generations leaders really date back to their ancestors. Not only to their ancestors though, but also to their descendants, to the future anointed saviors called Mashiach, that come from the tribe of Yosef-from who Yehoshua descends through Ephraim, and from the tribe of Yehuda through King David. Yosef, much like Yehoshua is dedicated heart and soul to Moshe, is dedicated to his father Yaakov, to tradition, to the old school. He lives separate from all the other tribes and their goings on. In fact, the Maharal even suggests that the reason why Moshe davened for Yehoshua specifically, is because being a descendant of Yosef, he might fall into that old trap and sin of bringing bad tidings back, as Yosef did. Yehoshua, as Yosef doesn’t see the glory or the kedusha in all of the other tribes. He doesn’t get their world. For him, its all about Torah. It’s tradition. It’s responsibility. It’s old school. His job is to just reflect, much like the moon, the light of Moshe. To be a window into the past world and generation. Not to create a whole new world for the new generation.

 It is perhaps for that reason why Moshe adds the letter “yud” to his name, which not only represents the holy spark of the pinteleh yid in each Jew, but as well the commentaries correspond to the number 10, meaning to find the spark in the other ten spies and uplift them.

 Calev, on the other hand, is from the tribe of Yehuda. He’s a leader, a lion, a fighter. Unlike Yehoshua who is disconnected from the people and is therefore limited in how he can influence them, Calev is one of them, much like Yehudah his zaidy was.  He has ruach acheres- he has a different spirit that he can breathe into them. In Calev’s heroic action of standing up to them, although he doesn’t save them, he does uplift Yehoshua. For when Moshe and Aharon fall on the floor and cry, Yehoshua joins Calev and they rent their garments together. They stand together and warn the nation not to rebel. Just as when Yosef and Yehudah embrace and join together back in Egypt so long ago, and Yosef tells them not to fear that Hashem brought them down for their benefit, so too here as well  these two united descendants of Yehudah and Yosef tell the nation that redemption can come and its in our hands. That’s the power of when the old school and new school come and work together. It’s what we need to happen and appreciate before the geula can come.

 Klal Yisrael today once again stands at the doorway to redemption. The old generation is dying in the wilderness. The new generation is a different one. It has its own kedusha. Its own strength. Its own light of Hashem that it needs to reveal. Mashiach ben Yosef, the old generation, has merited the first stage of redemption with our return to Eretz Yisrael. They were filled with the passion of Yosef for Eretz Yisrael. Like Yosef who spent most of his life and death in galus, yet whose descendant, Yehoshua, brought those bones of his back to Eretz Yisrael to be buried here, this past generation also returned to the land on the ashes and bones of our ancestors because of the passion and love of the land that the old generation had instilled in them. They were ready to fight and conquer the land. They knew that we had no home anywhere else. That we needed to be united as brothers. That we needed to take responsibility for one another. That we each had different roles to serve, but that each of us had a part to play, with none that are less or greater than the other.

  Yes, Mashiach ben Yosef, that descendant of Yehoshua has come already. They handed that torch to us, a generation that perhaps is more educated and knowledgeable having spent years in the midbar learning the Torah of Moshe, that their fathers who came out of the ashes never had the opportunity to learn, but as well may have lost the passion and understanding that the endgame is not the midbar. It’s Eretz Yisrael. It’s coming home. It’s loving a land. It’s seeing how Hashem can only be revealed in one place.

The only thing left for us is to greet Mashiach ben Dovid, is to have that leader that uplifts us and can quiet all the malcontents amongst us. The naysayers. The perhaps even great men, who don’t think we are worthy. That don’t think we can function in a world without Moshe, that don’t see a future or holiness in a generation that isn’t standing at the mountain, awaiting his return. That doesn’t necessarily get what Moshe told Yehoshua, that halevai the entire nation should reveal the prophecy that we have. That are too old school perhaps, or that are too new schools and still influenced by the nations of the world and frightened by the terrifying giants because they don’t understand how great we are. How much Hashem loves us. How He has removed their shade from them. Their masks and true colors are showing.  (Even if they are still wearing face masks). They don’t have any merits anymore. They don’t have any sparks to uplift there in exile. We can come home. We can be redeemed when Yehoshua who brought us into the land, joins with Calev who will finally conquer Chevron for us and slay all the giants before us.

 Rabbi Dovid Goldwasser spoke by my Uncle Sammy’s levaya. He recounted a story that was told by the eulogy of the Malbim (although I haven’t been able to track down the source- points to anyone that can…). A rabbi spoke there and said that there were people that were once walking in a forest. It was nighttime and they took torches and candles with them to light up the way. But as time went on each of the torches went out and got extinguished until finally the last burnt out and darkness took over. At that point one of the wanderers began to cry. They asked him why he was crying. Didn’t he know that candles don’t last forever. That ultimately, they go out. He answered tearfully that yes, he knew that. But he had been hoping that at least when it went out they would already be out of the forest….

 I had thought that Uncle Sammy would be here to see that glorious day that stands before us. That we would be out of the forest before his light was extinguished. That he would get to see  and greet Mashiach that he davened, prayed and believed in so much. That he would finally realize his dream of living here. That perhaps Moshe would die, but that at least Yehoshua would be machnis- would come in. Would see the redemption. But we were wrong. Hashem had a different plan. He wanted Yehoshua, to join his namesake in Shamayim, to join my Saba and Savta and all of the generations that he was so connected to. To join all those kedoshim of this generation, of this war who have been killed al kiddush hashem because they were Jews, because they wanted to reveal the shechina in our land in this final battle against Amalek. Hashem, wanted him together with them and to look down upon us and bring that day faster.

 May Uncle Sammy, be a meilitz yosher for all of us, may we and all of those that loved and were loved by him be consoled with all the mourners of Tzion. And may his holy neshoma be bound b’tzror ha’chayim with the bonds of eternal life. May his neshoma have an Aliyah.

  Have a blessed Shabbos and a Chodesh Tamuz tov,

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

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YIDDISH PROVERB OF THE WEEK

" Aider es kumt di nechomeh, ken oisgaien di neshomeh.”.- By the time the consolation comes, the soul has already left

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S TOUR GUIDE EXAM QUESTION OF THE WEEK

answer below at end of Email

11.The person who was named as “The Lord of Armageddon“ was_______.

Which of the following figures is represented by the image of a winged lion in

Christianity?

A) Matthew

B) Luke

C) Mark

D) John

 RABBI SCHWARTZ’S COOL VIDEO OF THE WEEK

hhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IHTmvS6mPy8   – Yechadshehu for Rosh Chodesh Davening- one of my favorite versions by Yehuda!.

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UfUecfoMm8E  - For all those Daf Yomi people- enjoy the Bava Metzia review song!!

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rBOgKW1i80E –  Mordechai Shapiro latest video release Nagila

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GedpXTWwotc   - Eitan Katz’s latest sampler amazing album Chabad songs- well worth the download

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-8r8E_PzgvU  – Yehuda Green’s latest sampler album- with my Rosh Yeshiva’s Amar Abaya song on it for the title!

 RABBI SCHWARTZ’S PARSHA PRAYER INSPIRATION OF THE WEEK

Grave Prayers- The one fundamental principle about our prayers is that they are directed to Hashem. The Rambam even considers as one of the thirteen principles of faith and one who doesn’t believe in this is considered a heretic. “Lo livad raui li’hitpalel- it is only to Him that it is befitting to daven. That being the case it is important to understand and to get to the bottom of one of the most common Jewish customs, which is that we pray at the graves of the righteous tzadikim and our ancestors. Where does it come from, what our intents supposed to be, and how does it work?

 So the first source for this custom is from our Parsha, where our Rashi notes that in describing the spies itinerary to Israel it strangely uses the singular form of “va’yavo ad Chevron”- insinuating that only of the spies popped off to Chevron. Our sages pick up on that nuance and not that only Calev went to Chevron to pray by the graves of our Patriarchs that he should not be susceptible to the conspiracy of the spies to badmouth the land.  And so there we have it. A Biblical source for the Jewish custom.

 The truth is throughout generations we find that Jews have prayed at Mearas Hamachpela.  The Zohar Ha’Kadosh even writes that Avraham Avinu sensing that this was the opening to Gan Eden would pray there daily and that’s why he wanted to buy it as a burial place. We find that the prophet Yirmiyahu goes there to daven before the destruction and awaken the Avos to daven before Hashem to have mercy on us. The Rambam even established the day that he went there on the 9th of Cheshvan as an eternal holiday for his family, as well did the Ramban who even suggested that he wanted to be buried there as well. Yet the question is how do we daven to dead people and why is it permitted.

 In regards to the how, so the Maharil writes that one is forbidden turn and make requests of the dead as there is a prohibition in the Torah “to seek out the dead- doresh el ha’meisim”. Rather, he suggests that one should turn to Hashem in the merit of the tzadikim that are buried there. The Minchas Elazar though points out that we find that in many places in Chazal, our sages did beseech and direct their prayers to the righteous themselves. Thus he understands that the prohibition is to ask the dead directly to bring about salvations, however it is permitted to aske them to be our advocates before Hashem on our behalf. The Sdei Chemed takes this a step further and writes that the prohibition is to direct oneself to the dead person, yet since his spirit is part of Hashem it is permitted to communicate with the nefesh- the spirit rather than the dead person.

 There is one more issue that seems to be problematic, which is that we have a concept that it is forbidden to preform mitzvos in front of a dead person. It is called “Lo’eg li’rash- mocking the dead”. Since they can’t do mitzvos anymore to preform them “in their face” is liking rubbing salt in their wounds and is prohibited. It is for this reason that one doesn’t enter a cemetery with their tzitzis out or in tefillin. As well the Shulchan Aruch rules that it is prohibited to read kriyas shema in front of them and the misha berura even includes reciting kadish or any holy matter. So how do we do this and get away with it.

 Now in truth we find that when King Chizkiya  (from our Navi column above) died they actually built a beis midrash on his grave, as well we find that by Rebbi Yehudah Ha’Nasi as well. Tosfos in Bava Kama (16b) explains that this not directly over but outside of 4 amos from his grave. The Ri Migash suggests that it is permitted in those circumstances where it gives honor to the departed and not for the sake of the mitzva of learning. The Chida thought takes a different approach and notes that there is a concept that the righteous are considered living even after their death, and we find that Rebbi would even comem back and make Kiddush for his family long after he died. Thus he says that the general rule of lo’eg l’rash doesn’t apply to them.

 So although there does seem to be ways out of the halachic issues, our general rule in halacha is puk chazei d’amei davar- go out and see what Klal Yisrael is doing, for if we are not prophets, we are the children of prophets and what is accepted practice amongst the nation, must have some basis to it. In Israel in many places the ancient graves are painted blue-techelet. The old timers in Tzfat have told me that the reason is because just as Techelet reminds us to look at the sea and then think about the sky, the heavens and the throne of Hashem, similarly when we come to the graves of tzadikim. We are not davening to them, but rather they and their inspiration and connection to us direct us to focus our eyes to heaven and turn our prayers to Hashem. May the merit of those prayers be accepted readily.

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

701 BC-Yeshaya’s Prophecy – We’re almost at the end of what I think is the longest biblical saga that this column has covered (I’ve been milking this for about 8 weeks now or so…). But this is a big amazing story. And before we get to that final last miraculous salvation of Hashem, we first have to have it prophesized by a good prophet. The one at the time is none other than Yeshaya, or as Shlomo Carlebach likes to call him “The holy prophet Isaiah”.

 

Yeshaya has been the prophet since King Uziyahu, he prophesied through his entire reign, as well as his son Yotam, and through the evil king Achaz and his last Kingship that he served was of course Chizkiyah. We don’t have much information about his early life, however the Talmud tells us he was from Yerushalayim, and was according to some opinions even related to the royal family, his father being the brother of Amaztia, the son of Yehoash. That would make about 50 years of prophecy!

 {To recap the kings of Yehuda quickly- Yoash, good king. Amatzia pretty good king. Uziyahu also good king and the start of Yeshaya’s career. He got tzora’as and had big earthquake was king for 11 years. His son was Yotam- really really good king ruled for  25 years (although some together with father. Achaz really bad king. Made civil wars and hooked up with Aram ruled for 7 years and saw beginning of exile of ten tribes, and finally Chizkiya good king ruled for 28 years.}

 Yeshaya is in fact one of the prophets whom archaeologists have found evidence to his existence- not that we need any. When they found in Ophel in 2008 in Jerusalem a bula- a burnt seal with his name on it. Cool!

 The majority of haftorahs that we read are from the book of Yeshaya. Certainly the ones that have to do with our exile and redemption. Much of the prophecies we are witnessing today. When Chizkiya sends messengers to Yeshaya about the threats and danger of Sancherev’s army, Yeshaya tells Chizkiya to take a chill pill. There’s nothing to fear. Sancherev will get called back to fight against Kush and then you will have respite. But don’t worry, he’ll be back and then he’ll get miraculously wiped out.

 Sure enough, just as the prophet predicted, it came to be. The Navi tells us that Sancherev went back to put down a rebellion and the Jew went out and planted and grew their crops and not long after he returned on Erev Pesach in one day journey miraculously arriving to lay siege once again outside the city gates. It was Pesach night. It was the night when Hashem protects us. And next week we will god willing conclude this story!

 RABBI SCHWARTZ'S OLD SCHOOL JOKES OF THE WEEK

 My Dad is from the old school, ......where you keep your money under the mattress–only he kept his in the underwear drawer. One day I bought my dad an unusual personal safe–a can of spray paint with a false bottom–so he could keep his money in the workshop. Later I asked Mom if he was using it.

“Oh, yes,” she replied, “he put his money in it the same day.”

No burglar would think to look on the work shelf!” I gloated.

They won’t have to,” my mom replied. “He keeps the paint can in his underwear drawer.”

 

I asked my daughter if she’d seen my newspaper. She told me that newspapers are old school. She said that people use tablets nowadays and handed me her iPad. That fly didn’t stand a chance.

 

An elderly couple was celebrating their sixtieth anniversary. The couple had married as childhood sweethearts and had moved back to their old neighborhood after they retired. Holding hands, they walked back to their old school. It was not locked, so they entered, and found the old desk they'd shared, where Jerry had carved I love you, Sally.

On their way back home, a bag of money fell out of an armored car, practically landing at their feet. Sally quickly picked it up and, not sure what to do with it, they took it home. There, she counted the money - fifty thousand dollars!

Jerry said, We've got to give it back.

Sally said, Finders keepers. She put the money back in the bag and hid it in their attic.

The next day, two police officers were canvassing the neighborhood looking for the money, and knocked on their door. Pardon me, did either of you find a bag that fell out of an armored car yesterday?

Sally said, No

Jerry said, She’s lying. She hid it up in the attic.

Sally said, Don't believe him, he’s getting senile

The agents turned to Jerry and began to question him. One said: Tell us the story from the beginning.

Jerry said, Well, when Sally and I were walking home from school yesterday ......

The first police officer turned to his partner and said, Were outta here!

 My therapist asked me if I ever wake up grumpy. I told her that I usually just let Dad sleep in.

 While on a road trip, an elderly couple stopped at a roadside restaurant for lunch. After finishing their meal, they left the restaurant, and resumed their trip. When leaving, Sadie unknowingly left her glasses on the table, and she didn't miss them until they had been driving for about forty minutes. By then, to add to the aggravation, they had to travel quite a distance before they could find a place to turnaround, in order to return to the restaurant to retrieve her glasses. All the way back, Berel, her husband became the classic grumpy old man. He fussed and complained, and scolded his wife relentlessly during the entire return drive. The more he chided her, the more agitated he became. He just wouldn't let up for a single minute.To her relief, they finally arrived at the restaurant.

As Sadie got out of the car, and hurried inside to retrieve her glasses, Berel yelled to her, "While you're in there, you might as well get my hat and the credit card."

 My new neighbor is a grumpy German. I guess you could call him a sour Kraut.

 What do you call a loaf of grumpy bread? Sourdough!

 A little boy asks his mother what the difference is between a Democrat and a Republican?

The mother thinks hard and comes up with this explanation for the child.

A Democrat is like that very nice aunt you have that always promises to take you to Disneyland. But something always comes up and you never actually go.

A Republican is like a grumpy uncle. Every time you ask him about Disneyland he says absolutely not, we don't have enough money. But then later you find out that he went without you anyway.

 

An elderly woman appears in court for stealing

A can of peaches from the grocery store. The judge asks "how many peaches were in that can?"

To which she replied "about 6 your honor."

"Very well then. 6 days in lock-up for you. I hope you've learned your lesson." When you suddenly hear her grumpy husband in the crowd "she also stole a can of peas!!"

 

My Grandad asked me how to print. I said "Control P"

He said: "I haven't been able to do that for years!"

(sorry couldn’t resist… too many terrible jokes until now..)

 

Hymie goes to the doctor for his annual head-to-toe checkup. The doctor comes in with a folder full of test results and says, “I’ve got two major concerns.”

The old man says, “Ok doc, let’s hear it.”

 Doctor says, “Well, as you know we ran a full body MRI, and we discovered that most of your major organs are riddled with cancer.”

“Oh no!” the old man exclaims. “And there’s more?”

The doctor says, “Unfortunately, yes. With your age and lifestyle, you’re also showing pretty advanced signs of Alzheimer’s.”

 Hymie says, “Wow. That’s a lot to take in. But at least it’s not cancer.”

 

Yankel is selling watermelons. His pricelist reads: 1 for $3, 3 for $10

A young man stops by and asks to buy one watermelon.

"That'd be 3 dollars", says the old man.

The young man then buys another one, and another one, paying $3 for each.

As the young man is walking away, he turns around, grins, and says, "Hey old man, do you realize I just bought three watermelons for only $9? Maybe business is not your thing."

Yankel smiles and mumbles to himself, "People are funny. Every time they buy three watermelons instead of one, yet they keep trying to teach me how to do business..."

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 The answer to this week”s question is C– I can’t seem to get out of this 50/50 rut I’m in. Not that I thought a Christian question would help me much. Well I got the first part wrong because I thought this was a Christian Tanach question and I guessed “Gog”. I guess being in an “end of days” war zone right now who can blame me. The correct answer though was General Allenby who conquered or perhaps better said “colonized” the land of Israel from the Turks after the battle in Meggido where he got this monkiker that I never even heard of before. I happened to get the second part right just by luck. I thought of all the names of Yoshka’s evil idolatrous acolytes Mark had the most lion sounding name and I was right. So at least I didn’t get it all wrong- although this is a question I certainly would’ve skipped. And so my score is not Rabbi Schwartz 7 and Ministry of Tourism 4 on this exam so far.