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Friday, December 13, 2024

The Greatest Show on Earth- Parshat Vayishlach 5785 2024

 Insights and Inspiration

from the

Holy Land

from

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

"Your friend in Karmiel"

December 13th 2024 -Volume 14 Issue 7 12th of Kislev 5785

 

Parshat Vayishlach

 

The Greatest Show on Earth

 

It started with a dream and very quickly turned into a nightmare that didn’t seem like it would end. Every time things looked as if they would be getting better all of a sudden they turned south again. The horrors just got worse and worse. There were miracles along the way, yet so many tragedies. So much fear, panic and trauma. Yet poetically and majestically, as all go stories go, that original dream ends with a big happily-ever-after. The sun rises. It’s a bright new day. The world is born anew. That, my friends, in a nutshell, is last week and this week’s parsha and story of the exile and return of Yaakov. That is the story of his children-our nation, as we stand at the cusp, finally, of realizing and waking up and experiencing.

 

Great Rabbis would tell their chasidim when they would leave Eretz Yisrael that they should study these parshiyot well. Unlike later parts of the Torah, such as the song of Haazinu in the end of Devarim or the tochacha in Vayikra, or any of the prophecies that speak about what will happen in the end of days, that require interpretation and understanding. The stories of our Patriarchs and Matriarchs in Bereishit are literally the DNA of what will happen to us. Ma’aseh Avos Siman la’banim. The actions, stories and situations of our Forefathers is a sign for what will happen to their children. The objective of studying their stories with that understanding, is not merely to know the future, but rather it’s to understand that there is a playbook here. There are scenes that are being acted out and we have a part to play. We need to know our lines. We need to take our roles seriously. And most of all we have to understand the pathway to the grand finale that is soon to come. After-all this is “The Greatest show on Earth”. It’s one that the whole world has been watching and waiting for.

 

So, yes let’s take this story from the beginning and try to see that amazing best picture. Let’s open up the script and give it a read-through. Yaakov upon taking the blessings from his father is forced to leave his land and his home. Taking the blessings of Esau means that Yaakov has to understand that his role is not merely to sit in the tent of Torah and study all day, but rather to bring Hashem to the entire world. He has to go to exile. Lift up all of the sparks of Hashem that are out in the field there amongst the sheep. He has to birth a nation of God far away from his home. And then he has to bring them all back and build a house of Hashem that will shine out to the world. That’s the show in a nutshell.

 

Yet it starts with a dream. We start with a dream. It’s that dream of a ladder that will ultimately connect the earth to the heaven that has held us out since we entered that exile of Yaakov so long ago and began our journey. The foundation of that dream is the 12 stones that unite into one forming the altar that we will ultimately build on which the shechina will rest. A place that will be called Beit El- the house of Hashem. 3500 years since we had that dream, it’s still with us. It has held us through all of the nightmares. It’s a dream because it’s not something that is visible when our eyes are opened and are distracted by the hiddenness of Hashem in this world. We need to close our eyes and rise beyond this world to the heavens up that ladder to fully comprehend and experience it. Yet when we awake each morning, with our souls returned to us even in the darkest of places in our exile, the dream stays with us. We know there is a better day coming.

 

The exile of Yaakov who while in Israel had all the blessings and the wealth of the world, begins with him being robbed blind and left for dead by the descendants of Esau. In Yaakov’s case it was his son Elifaz, who felt he was carrying out his father’s mandate. In our case it’s been all the nations of Esau’s descendants that as well felt we have usurped their role. That we steal their blessings. That our God has abandoned us. That we are not the true chosen nation.

 

 It started from the Romans. It became the Crusaders, the Inquistion, the Cossacks, the Poles, the Nazis and the big Red Communists Stalin Socialists- Red of course being Edom, the color of Esau. With the rise and fall of Socialist Russia in the 80’s, any Jewish Rabbi worth his sermonic stripes saw in that the fall of Edom, of Esau, the coming of the Messianic era. We were returning to Israel. We struggled with his angels. We were wounded and limping, but we were complete. We were Shalem and on the way to Yeru-shalem. Beit El was in the horizon. The altar that we had vowed to build there was ready to be dedicated. Yet, as I said about this Greatest Show, just when it looks like its almost over it turns south again. Chamas shows up.

 

OK, Schwartz… you really have to get off this Chamas in the parsha thing… I know, you’re thinking that. But what can I do? It’s there. It’s crazy how much our desire is to just write off these signs and words. We for some reason get nervous reading the parsha as being a real prophetic message and script that speaks to us today, rather than just an abstract nice book of stories, moral and ethical messages, commandments and general values. I get that. It’s scary to think that the Torah is literally talking to me, now today. It’s scary to think that this was written exactly and precisely utilizing words that are the same as our English (or Arabic) ones in order for me, Ephraim Schwartz and all you readers, to see them as our personal and national script today.

 

The reason I think is because if it is a message to me today then it’s much harder to ignore. It’s not as easy to just write them off and turn on the news and share my own- or Ben Shapiro’s take on the world and what we should be doing, if Hashem directly as well tells us about Chamas, about Red headed world leaders that are arrogant that come back a second time. Leaders who like Esau are pretty much identified by their startling red hair-do, that sometimes hugs us but that perhaps really wants to bite us as well. That wants us to walk with him. That we give a lot of money and presents to support and bribe him to. That might present himself as Achi- our brother, but at the same time is still Esau. The brother that we needed to be saved from. Yeah… it’s easy to write it all off if Hashem wasn’t speaking to me today through the parsha, after parsha, after parsha. But what can I do? He is. It’s there.

 

So where is Chamas this week? Well, as you know and we mentioned Unkelos has always translated Chamas as kidnapping. And here when we come back finally to Israel, we have the kidnapping and abuse of Dina. But if that’s not enough for you. Do you know what Yaakov calls the action of Shimon and Levi who wipe out those cursed terrorist kidnappers and rapists in Israel; in Shechem?

 

Shimon V’Levi achim. klei Chamas mi’cheiroseihem- Shimon and Levi are brothers, the stolen weapons of Chamas are theirs.

 

We took Chamas weapons to get back our hostages when we wiped out their cities. When we looted their homes. When we took their women and children captives. Prisoners. Before we can make that altar of Hashem that we dreamed about we have to bring back our hostages. We have to grapple with Chamas. We have to win the battle of Shechem.

 

Yaakov is concerned, as many are today with the same question that irks us. “What will the goyim around us say?”. They will think that we are just like them. That we are as well Chamas. They will attack us. They will “shmad”der us- in his own words. It’s not time yet. We still have idolatry in us. We still have the booty of Shechem amongst us. Their tumah. Their contzepziot. Their “earrings in our ears”.

 

Do you know what the earrings of Shechem in our ears is? It’s that we’re still slaves to their contzepiot that we should live in the land together with them. That our sons will take their daughters and our daughters will mingle with their sons. They’ll go to school together. They’ll create a great economy. We will flourish together. It’s those earrings that pierce and clog our ears, earrings that we think are of victory but are really of slavery, that prevent us from being the servants of Hashem. From hearing the words that He will command us that we are His and that our job and our script is about bringing the entire world to the finale of this greatest show.

 

So after this story Yaakov has us remove all of the idolatry from our hands. To bury unabashedly anything that doesn’t testify to what our true mission is. It’s not about establishing a national Jewish homeland where we can live and even study and do mitzvos without fear of persecution. It’s about creating a home for our Hashem from where His shechina will shine out to the entire world. It’s about standing up that ladder. It’s realizing the dream. It’s inviting the entire world to take their part that they have waited so long for us to bring them to, in this Greatest show on Earth.

 

When Yaakov and his sons do that, the Torah tells us remarkably, only then that his fears which were perhaps legitimate until they removed all of that idolatry, were no longer something to worry about.

 

Va’Yisa’u, va’yehi chitas Elokim al he’arim asher svivoseihem- And the journeyed and there was the terror of Hashem on all of the cities around them.

V’lo rodfu es bnai Yaakov- and finally finally they stopped pursuing us…

 

It’s not the might and strength and even dedication of the army of Shimon and Levi that scared off the world. It wasn’t the devastation of Chamas and the terrorists or even the moral and just mission and retribution that we inflicted upon them that “woke” them up from their “woken-ness”. The only way to combat “woke” is by bringing them into our dream. By revealing to them the Dream. By actualizing it. By destroying and burying the heresy. It’s when they see the fear of Hashem, not our tanks and superior forces that will finally stop their pursuit of us. That will bring them home as well.

 

After this story Yaakov comes to Luz, which is Beit El. Luz as well is the bone of techiyat ha’meisim- the resurrection of the dead. It’s the city that is eternal, as our dreams are eternal. It’s where no one dies, and everyone lives forever. It’s Mashiach. It’s the house of Hashem where the dream started. Yaakov now calls it El Beit El- Hashem is on the top of the ladder and He is on the bottom. It is complete. There he is told of Rivka’s death. Rivkah who said she will call him back when the Chamas- wrath of his brother is finally quenched. And yes, there you have that word again. It is she who started this whole process. It was her mission to see that we get the blessings and that only through us taking that mission of Esau will we be able to uplift him and the entire world. With the building of that altar her job has finished. Chamas is over. The ladder is built. Hashem comes down and gives Yaakov consolation. Nichum Aveilim. It is the finally act of the show.

 

For the entire exile Hashem never appeared to Yaakov, as the Sforno notes. Yet with the ladder complete He has returned. Here he tells Yaakov, and us, of the final days. We are not Yaakov, we are Yisrael. We have uplifted the world. We will be a kehal goyim- a congregation of nations. Rashi tells us that it means for all the 70 nations of the world we as well have a corresponding 70 “Jewish nations”. We will be the ingathering of all the nations. That’s our purpose. That’s the end of the dream. The curtains fall. The applause begins. The audience rises they grab each other’s hands and begin to dance and sing. Encore Encore… and the Encore begins.

 

For after this revelation Yaakov anoints that altar and calls it Beit El. The first El is missing. The journey begins again. The dream still needs to be fulfilled through his descendants. Through us. Binyamin is born. Rachel dies. Kever Rachel where she will mourn and daven for us to return For the hostages to come back from the land of their enemies is established for eternity.

 

Hee matzeves kvurat Rachel ad ha’yom- It is the monument of Kever Rachel until today.

 

Yes… until today. It’s speaking to us today. The dream and story and script of Yaakov is concluded. Next week begins the saga of his children. Of our fulfillment of that dream. Of our mission to bring that Shechina back and build that home for the world. It’s a dream that will have nightmares and horrors. But it’s one that the entire world is watching. We’re at the last few minutes. The cues are all there. They’re written on the cue guards in these weekly parsha. In your weekly E-Mail 😊. It’s a Dreamworks production. It’s not Hollywood. It’s Holy-World. The place where we are charged with making dreams come true.

 

Have the greatest Shabbos on Earth,

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz 

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YIDDISH PROVERB OF THE WEEK

 

“Men ken machen dem cholem grosser vi di nacht.” -You can make a dream bigger than the night.

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S TOUR GUIDE EXAM QUESTION OF THE WEEK

answer below at end of Email

 

32. The Red Line of the light rail in Gush Dan starts in Bat Yam, travels through

Tel Aviv, and ends in ________.

Where do most of the merchandise of the State of Israel leave and enter from?

A. Land crossings

B. Eilat Port

C. Ben-Gurion Airport

D. Mediterranean Sea ports

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ’S COOL VIDEO OF THE WEEK

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qDPUBe6tGRY  – L’Abba Sheli Sulam… My Father has a ladder powerful lyrics and song by Yanky Hill

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s5A9UamEl6c- Lemmer, Helfgot, Razel, Ishai Ribo and the Baal Shem Tov in one song… In Caesarea Wow!

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2kWAv-wmuNg  Benny Friedman and Yossi Hecht’s latest “Nothing holding you back…”

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0I0GXJMZAQc   Shwekey and Shlomi Shabbat back together again for “HaNer Dolek”

 

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

 

King Yoshiya- 621BC Chamas is always there in the background. I just love when this column intersects with what’s going on in the world. So we left off last week with King Yoshiyahu’s Bais Ha’Mikdash renovation program, wherein money was taken from the Pushka there to rebuild the Temple. As the renovations began, in the Holy of Holies an ancient Sefer Torah was discovered, which according to some was the one that Moshe Rabbeinu wrote himself before he died. But even more amazing and frightening was that is was found rolled open to the Torah portion of the tochacha/admonition that describes the terrible things that will happen to us and the exile that we will go into if we don’t follow the Mitzvos. That’s pretty scary getting a message like that from Hashem.

 

On aside to that but on the flip side, when Yigal Yadin was excavating on Masada in 1963, that tall free-standing mountain in the Judean Desert where the Jews had their last stand against the Romans just three years after the destruction of the 2nd Temple, he also received a message from God. As they were digging near the ancient synagogue, one of the from the earth came up an ancient scroll. Much to their shock it was a scroll which contained the prophecy of Yechezkel Ha’Navi that describes the “dried dead bones’ coming to life once again and populating the land of Israel once again. To receive a message like that just a few years after the Holocaust, when Jews were returning to Israel, as dried bones, standing there at the spot where the Romans had thought they had wiped us off the face of the earth is, needless to say, mind-blowing.

 

Yoshiyahu sent his scribe to the prophetess Chulda Haneviah who was in Jerusalem at the time (Yirmiyahu had left town for a bit to try to gather in the ten tribes and bring them home…ironically enough.) to tell them what this meant. For his worst fear is… would you believe it? Chamas is coming…

 

Go seek out Hashem, for me, for my nation and for all of Yehuda in regards to the sefer that is found for great is the Chamas (wrath) of Hashem kindled against us because our fathers didn’t listen to the words of this book… (Melachim II 22:13)

 

So he sends them to Chulda, the prophetess, in Yerushalayim to tell them what it means and what they should do. As we mentioned, they went to her because Yirmiyahu was out of town at the time. He was on a mission to try to round up the ten tribes. He assumed that Yoshiya’s teshuva movement had worked. He was wrong.  Chulda broke the bad news to them. Destruction and exile was coming. Chamas was on it’s way…

 

 V’nitzta Chamasi Ba’makom ha’zeh v’lo tichbeh- my wrath has flared up on this place and will not be extinguished. (ibid 22:17)

 

Yet, she does have some good news… kind of… She tells Yoshiya that because of his righteousness, it won’t happen during his lifetime. He will be gathered in peace with his fathers in burial. Yet, as we will see, you always have to pay attention to the nuances of what the prophet says. She said his burial will be peaceful. Sadly as we will learn his death was quite violent and tragic though. Yet the die seems to have been cast. The end is coming. What is Yoshiya’s response to this bad news? What would yours be? Stay tuned next week and we’ll find out.

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S FUNNY TERRIBLE BBQ JOKES OF THE WEEK

 Two goats were behind a Hollywood movie studio eating an old movie film.

One goat said to the other, "Pretty good, huh?"

The second goat said, "Yeah, but not as good as the book".

 

My sister is a theater teacher and asked her class, "What would the world be like without theater?"

One of her students replied, "Well, Abraham Lincoln would've lived a bit longer."

 

I just heard Back to the Future was getting a re-release at the cinema. It’s about time.

 

My grandpa warned people the Titanic would sink… No one listened, but he kept warning them until they got sick of him and kicked him out of the movie.

 

 Everyone knows Al Pacino, the famous Hollywood icon. No one talks about his brother Cap, who invented delicious Italian coffee.

 

Imagine Hollywood is making a feature film about creating the perfect meal. In the first act of the movie, they go through many trials and tribulations to decide on what bread they should use. Eventually they decide on tortilla

The second act, they’re now plotting on what should go IN the bread. Meat, veggies, maybe neither.

Finally, the third act. now they just gotta slap this bad boy together. Weeks of shooting go by. They finally finish shooting the final scene

The director yells, ITS A WRAP!!

 

 Hollywood marriages

TV interviewer: You were married four times: to a banker, to an actor, to a minister, and to an undertaker. Can you tell me why?

Legendary actress: Well, it was One for the money, Two for the show, Three to get ready, and Four to go!

 

 What did Hollywood say when they made another Batman movie? Done another-nother-nother-done-another-nother-nother...Batman!

 

I once wrote an entire theater production based on puns. It was a play on words.

 

Starting this Thursday, some movie theaters will not allow large bags inside the theater. But thank God I have a few twix up my sleeve.

 

A movie theater was robbed of $150 worth of candy. The thieves took 2 bags of M n' Ms and a small soda

 

Two blondes froze to death at the drive-in theater. They were there to see "Closed for Winter."

 

Sylvester Stallone, Bruce Willis and Arnold Schwarzenegger were discussing who they were going to play in the new Hollywood Blockbuster: The Great Composers!

"I wanna be Beethoven," said Stallone.

"I gotta be Mozart," retorted Willis.

"What about you, Arnie?" they asked..

To which he replies 'I'll be Bach.'

What’s the difference between Bollywood and Hollywood? One has a cast of characters, the other characters of caste.

 

Did you hear about that Hollywood actress who was stabbed?”

“What was her name again?? Reece something...”

“Witherspoon?”

“No, with a knife!”

 

What would you call a Hollywood film director who is isolating from Covid? Quentin Quarantino.

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 The answer to this week”s question is D – Ok So thank god this nightmare of an exam is almost over. I think this si the worst score I ever had. Next week is the last question. But this week once again I got only half right. I have no clue about Red lines, blue lines and green lines of the light rail. I don’t even know why a tour guide would need to know this. I guessed the airport, because I figured maybe that’s the only reason to know it for. But the correct answer is Petach Tikva. Who cares!! The second part though I got right. The correct answer is of course the Mediterranean. Having spent the week in Caesarea I watched the boats outside of Haifa pile up and of course you have Yaffo Port and Ashkelon Ashdod too. So that was easy, but still it’s friustrating having aonly a 50/50 again and so the  score stands at  Rabbi Schwartz having 20.5 points and the MOT having 11.5 points on this latest Ministry of Tourism exam so far…

Friday, November 22, 2024

A Cemetery by the City- Parshat Chayei Sara 2024 5785

 

 

Insights and Inspiration

from the

Holy Land

from

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz

"Your friend in Karmiel"

November 22nd 2024 -Volume 14 Issue 4 21st of Cheshvan 5785

 

Parshat Chayei Sarah

 

The City by the Cemetery

 

A mother shouldn’t have to bury her child. It’s not natural. It’s not the way the world is meant to be. Children bury their parents, not the opposite. There is nothing more heart wrenching than a mother’s tears at her child’s funeral. A child whose life was taken too early, was cut short, whose parent’s had so much hope and aspiration for.

 

A Jewish mother’s aspiration for her child is not a goy’s. It’s the secret of why we are so successful. Why we have so many Noble prizes. Why we are the light of the world. Why no matter what happens or befalls us, we pick ourselves up and keep moving higher and higher. It’s our mother’s voice in our head. It’s the guilt, the confidence, the charge and the mandate that they have charged, raised and built us with. That they nursed us with. It’s the hopes and dreams of a better world that is placed on our shoulders to realize and bring forth that is in the milk that they fed us and the lullabies that they sung us to sleep with. It’s the Modeh Ani that they woke us up with each morning. There is nothing more painful and unnatural to have to bury that before it is realized.

 

This week’s parsha is Chayei Sarah. It is not the story of the life of Sarah, but rather of her death and burial. It is from that first Matriarch that every Jewish mother descends. The story of her death and burial, the first in the Torah, becomes the prototype for all funerals and burial customs. The grave where she is buried in Chevron of Me’arat Ha’Machpela where all our Patriarchs and Matriarchs are buried is registered under her name. They are all buried in “the cave where Sarah was buried”. She is the first “Jew” to die and thus it is her legacy, before anyone else that all her descendants have been charged to carry on.

 

For hundreds of years throughout our history, Jews came to her grave and prayed and took strength from her memory. Sadly there were also centuries when we were thrown out of our land and couldn’t come there. In the last 500 years or so there have been many communities who returned to Chevron with many great leaders, Rabbis, sages, scholars and Kabbalists as well as Chasidim and even the great Slobodka Yeshiva. That lasted however until the terrible pogrom of 1929. On that “Shabbat Ha’Shachor- the Black Sabbath of August 24th, a little over a week after Tisha B’Av the Arabs whom until that point many in Chevron considered their friends and neighbors and whose weddings they celebrated with and whose children even played together and who worked in the same hospitals and shopped in their stores, revealed their true Yishmaelite colors.

 

 At that time they weren’t being occupied. There were no check points. There was no State of Israel. There was just the children of Sarah living in her city; in her land together with the children of her maidservant Hagar whom she had given to Avraham as a wife.

 

 On that morning, at 6:30 in the morning as the Jews awoke and prepared to go to shul, the Arabs began their attack. Hundreds poured out of their houses and neighboring villages and descended on the homes and shuls of Chevron. With rocks, sticks, knives, swords and guns they pillaged the city. They raped, they burned, the killed children in front of their parents. They murdered massacred and terrorized, while the British sat by idly. By the end of the day 67 people were murdered in Chevron and 133 were killed all over the country, in Jerusalem, Tzfat, Yaffo and other Jewish settlements across the land. It was the worst tragedy to have hit the old Yishuv perhaps until today. Despite the fact that on October 7th there were more that were killed in even one Kibbutz and ten times as many that were killed, yet back then the entire Jewish population of Israel was less than 90,000. Proportionately to today’s population it would be as if 11,000 were killed on one day. Yet the terror, havoc and callousness of the world which stood by as this took place was even more painful and eye-opening. From that Shabbos, Jews were expelled from Chevron, separated from our Matriarch, longing for her motherly embrace in her cave.

 

In 1967 we returned to Chevron. Hashem miraculously returned us to the city of our Patriarchs and Matriarchs. In six days, we quadrupled the size of Israel. The Temple Mount was in our hands. Rachel’s tomb, The grave of Yosef in Shechem, the West Bank, the Mountains of Bashan in the Golan that Moshe had once conquered for us, the Sinai desert and the land of the Philistines where Yitzchak and Yishmael dwelled together and where Sarah was kidnapped in the house of Avimelech was finally returned to us. Gaza was ours. Yet sadly and tragically, then as now, Israel has a problem claiming the exclusivity of our inheritance that Sarah had urged Avraham to engrain in us. We didn’t see ourselves as rightful inheritors but rather as

ger v’toshav anochi imachem- sojourners and settlers together with Yishmael’s descendants.

 

Those are the words that Avraham used when he first went to purchase that special cave, the first land we bought in Eretz Yisrael. Yet, whereas in Avraham’s case it was because we had not yet inherited the land and the time for the fulfillment of the promise of Hashem had not yet arrived. Today we had no such excuse.

 

Perhaps it was because 2000 years of exile, persecution and being absent so long from our mother’s words and promise that had caused us to forget our Divine promise. That made us give up hope and belief that indeed the time for us to declare and exert our property rights had arrived. That the miracles Hashem was preforming for us then was not merely to give us a “national homeland” and place of refuge after the horrors of the Holocaust, but rather was the start of the long promised and awaited for ingathering of exiles. One in which we were meant to finally claim what was rightfully ours and in the process uplift Yishmael in the only way he can be uplifted; by subjugating the child of the maid-servant, that pereh adam, to the nation of Hashem and the inheritors of their father Avraham. To teach them to follow in his ways by accepting our role just as Yishmael himself did at the funeral of Avraham in this week’s parsha. Where Rashi tells us Yishmael himself becomes a tzadik gamur  and ultimately is described by the Torah as his death being an “expiration”, a term that is only utilized for the entirely righteous.

 

Yet Sarah, had a descendant that did have that faith. Sarah Nachshon and her husband Baruch, who was renowned artist and were Chabad Chasidim, returned to Chevron in 1968 with three other families. The Government did not allow them to live in Chevron proper at the time, yet due to the pressure that they levied upon them, they allowed them to develop a new community of Kiryat Arba adjacent to it. The first three and half years they lived on the army base until their first homes were ready. Yet upon moving into their home, much to their great joy, they were blessed with a child after 10 years, just as their ancestors Avraham and Sarah were. Sarah felt very strongly that as this was the first new child to born in Chevron his bris would take place in the cave of his great-great grandmother Sarah Immeinu. Avraham and Sarah deserve to join in this celebratory return of their children.

 

The army and the government concerned with upsetting Yishmael, and our peaceful cousins in Chevron was not keen on the idea. They prohibited it. No religious services that could be viewed as Jews trying to re-occupy our ancestral city would be tolerated. Yet, as Sarah told them, that would be very important information had she been asking permission to preform the Bris there. Yet, fortunately that was not what she was doing or felt any need to do. Her son was born in Chevron and he would have his bris there. Let the chips fall where they may. And thus Avraham Yedidya Nachshon entered into the covenant of his zaydie Avraham Avinu, whose name he carried, despite the Israeli army and government’s attempt to stop them.

 

The joy and hope however was short lived. A half a year later Sarah woke up one morning to find her young Avraham lifeless in his crib. He had returned his neshoma to Hashem. Sudden Infant Death Syndrome is until today an unexplainable medical phenomena that can only be described as a misas neshika, where one’s soul being kissed from them by Hashem as they fall asleep with their pure infant soul not being returned to them in the morning. It was the death of Avraham and Sarah and Moshe and Aharon and all of our great and most righteous. The death that is the highest and most peaceful of levels. It’s what they all longed for and davened to have and it was how Avraham Yedidya Nachshon returned his soul and joined them in heaven.

 

Yet for Sarah Nachshon, whose husband Baruch wasn’t even home that morning and was unreachable in that pre-cell phone era, that wasn’t going to be the end of her son’s story. Avraham Yedidya was born in Chevron, He was circumcised and given his name there. It was the only place he lived his short life, and he would be buried there in the ancient Chevron Jewish cemetery, next to all of the great individuals throughout the last centuries buried there as well. The great-grandfather of the Chida and great Kabbalist of the 17th century the Chesed L’Avraham, The Sdei Chemed, the Reishis Chochma and Meleches Shlomo and the granddaughter of the Baal Ha’Tanya and daughter of the “Mittler Rebbe” Menucha Rochel Slonim are all there in the cemetery. They are right near the ancient traditional biblical gravesites of Ruth, Yishai, father of Dovid Ha’Melech who ruled here and as well next to the first judge of Israel after the land was conquered and the death of Yehoshua; Otniel Ben Kenaz.

 

For 50 years, since 1929, Jews had been forbidden from going to the visit the graves of the great people there. Perhaps the government wanted to prevent the outrage that would certainly have followed, had the nation known about the desecration of those graves, as well as those of the martyrs of the 29’ massacre that had been buried there at the hands of Yishmael who had been given free reign to do what they wanted as we turned a blind eye. Yet that would end with the burial of Avraham Yedidya. Sarah was determined that her son would be returned and gathered into the resting place of our forefathers.

 

Having already experienced the first failure to prevent this woman, the army was more than prepared that next morning when word got out. Tens of soldiers and roadblocks were placed on the hill down from Kiryat Arba to Chevron. The procession was stopped by armed soldiers and representatives from the Yitzchak Rabin’s Ministry of Defense that ordered them to return and bury Avraham in Kiryat Arba. For hours they stood there arguing, demanding, moving up the ranks of bureaucracy. It was reminiscent of the funeral of Yaakov Avinu, when millions from Egypt and around the world came to bury him and they were as well stopped at the cave from entering. Yet this time it was not our red-headed Uncle Esau and his 400 armed men that were stopping us from entering. It was our own soldiers. It was the children of Yaakov that still hadn’t understood or read the contract that stated that this land was ours. The contract that in Yaakov’s time we sent Naftali running back to retrieve, yet over 2000 years of Exile in the land of Esau seems to have been misplaced from our memory.

 

It all came to an end when Sara while talking to one of the soldiers was told that the reason why they were being so obstinate was because there was a very likely possibility that the city of Chevron would be handed over to Yishmael in any future “peace agreements”. It was those words that sent thousands of years of DeJa’Vu through the Divine spirit into her heart. She remembered when Avraham Avinu purchased this land. She recalled how he as well had erroneously wanted Yishmael to inherit it. She recalled the “deals” that he had cut with Avimelech and the Philistines in Gaza that had delayed our return for hundreds of years in which we were enslaved in Egypt and that took us thousands of years until we finally returned to rectify. Perhaps she saw into the future at what would be the end of this miraculous return if we continued on this path of self-destruction and not realizing our job and what happens when we don’t claim our rightful homeland and place in the world. Perhaps she even saw October 7th.

 

Without hesitation Sara walked to the back of the hearse and took the lifeless body of her son in her arms and proceeded to walk past the shocked soldiers who melted away before her. Hundreds followed Sara as she arrived at that ancient burial site and dug his small grave and placed him in the earth that he had been born from. As Sarah got up to eulogize her son, tears rolled down every face as she made this declaration to Hashem.

 

Three thousand five hundred years ago, Ha’Kadosh Baruch Hu, you had a son named Avraham he married Sarah and they came here to the city of Chevron and were blessed with a child. Yet, you told Avraham to take that special miraculous child and bring him up to you as a sacrifice. Yet when you saw the faithfulness of your son and his willingness to give everything to You, You spared that child. You returned him to his father. Yet, Sarah, his mother never got to hug him and kiss him and tell him that she loved him again. She died that Rosh Hashana morning. Her husband Avraham returned her to Chevron and bought a grave for her and buried her here. This is where she rests.”

 

“3500 years later, her children once again have returned to Chevron. My name is Sarah and You as well blessed me with a son, Avraham. Yet him You took as a sacrifice. He was not spared by You. I, his mother Sarah have now come back here to bury her Avraham. He should be the last sacrifice that you take from our people, from their descendants…”

 

“Our sages tell us a story of a young child that was being carried on the shoulders of his father on a long journey to the big city. After many days of wandering the son asked his father when they will arrive already. It’s hot. The journey is difficult. It’s painful. It’s so long… When will we finally be there? The father turned to his child and told his son, that when you see a large cemetery you will know that you have arrived at the city and that it is just up ahead. For in Jewish law a cemetery is always on the outskirts of the city. With this cemetery and with the return of Avraham Yedidya”, Sarah concluded, “the cemetery of Chevron has been reestablished once again. May it be the will of Hashem that very soon the city of Chevron will as well come in sight.”

 

It took them 2 years until we returned to Chevron. It wasn’t until Menachem Begin was Prime Minister that the people in Kiryat Arba felt ready to make the next move. After Pesach in April of 1979, 15 women and 35 children moved in the middle of the night moved into the abandoned Jewish Beit Hadassa hospital and barricaded themselves there until the government would allow them to return to city of Chevron. Begin, on the on the one hand didn’t feel that he could oppose the Supreme Court that prohibited Jewish settlement in Chevron. Yet at the same time refused to be the PM that would forcibly remove Jewish women and children from our Jewish ancestral city. So Solomonically he gave orders that as long as they stayed there they would not be forcibly removed. No men however would be allowed in and no one that left could return. And thus Sara and her friends dug in for the long haul.

 

One month, two months, three months, through the winter, through the following year, the women and children didn’t leave. Each Shabbos the men would come down and sing Shalom Aleichem. They would sing the song of Eishet Chayil, that our sages fascinatingly tell us is written and recited by Avraham as his eulogy on Sarah here in Chevron. They would make Kiddush and dance Lecha Dodi for their beloved heroic women and children who watched from the window awaiting as they welcomed the Shabbos Bride and davened for the redemption and for Jerusalem. For the shame of our nation to finally be erased.

 

On Friday night of May 2nd though that day finally came, but once again at the price of spilled Jewish blood, as an Arab sniper opened up fire and murdered six of the men in the midst of that holy dance. It was after that when Begin finally gave the order for the Jews to return to Chevron. The cemetery outside the city was getting fuller. It was time for the city to be built.

 

This Shabbos is Shabbat Chevron. Tens of thousands of Sarah’s children will return this Shabbos to the city and sing and dance and pray for our return. For the great Shabbos to finally arrive. This past year our battle with Yishmael it has been more about our own inner struggle and acceptance of the only way that Hashem through the prophecy of Sarah told us that we are meant to return. That we should come back as inheritors. That we understand that the entire land is ours. That Chevron is. That Gaza is. The Golan. Beirut. Jordan. Damascus, until the river of Egypt and Sinai. Those are the borders that Hashem told Avraham are ours. That we have inherited. That He never wanted us to sacrifice our children for that goal. He just wanted us to understand that we have to be able and willing claim. That we need to realize that if we don’t express our claim, Yishmael will.

 

The cemetery is already full. It gets fuller and fuller each day. Mothers shouldn’t have to bury their children. It’s not natural. But neither is being and acting as if we are strangers in our own home. If we don’t feel and appreciate that we are children of Sara and Avraham and this is our home, our kitchen, our living room, our Temple Mount, our Negev, our Golan and our West Bank. If we don’t act like children and stop behaving like apologetic strangers, colonists and conquers, then unnatural sacrifice are demanded from us until we get it. Mothers bury their children and Yishmael will throw us out of our homes and we will live in hotels like guests without residency. Like tourists rather than citizens. It’s not Hashem that has taken those sacrifices. It’s we who haven’t yet gotten what He wants from us. It’s the legacy, life and message of Sarah that we have forgotten. That we haven’t realized.

 

While Sarah and her friends were in Beit Hadassa they sent a message to the Lubavitcher Rebbe asking him how long must they remain there. It’s been a year. There are soldiers outside that don’t let anyone come in. When will this end? The Rebbe in a tearful recorded message told them that their conversation recalled him of the brave message of the daughters of Tzlafchad that turned and asked Moshe Rabbeinu as well why they were not granted a portion in the land of Israel. Why should they be left out? Why should the sins of their fathers be on their head? When can they return to their land? Moshe told them their question was too difficult. He turned it to Hashem. And Hashem told Moshe

 

Ken Bnot Tzlafchad Dovrot- the daughters of Tzlafchad speak truth”

 

The daughters of Tzlafchad are correct. The time has come. The legacy of Sarah is being fulfilled. It’s time for the unnatural to finally be over. For the city by the cemetery to finally be built.

 

Have a passionate restful Shabbos,

Rabbi Ephraim Schwartz 

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YIDDISH PROVERB OF THE WEEK

 

“Der emess kumt arois azoi vi boimel oif der vasser.”.- The truth comes out like oil on water.

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S TOUR GUIDE EXAM QUESTION OF THE WEEK

answer below at end of Email

 

29.The building of the Bezalel Academy of Arts and Design in Jerusalem was

recently moved to the area of _______.

 

Which of the following figures contributed greatly to the foundation and building

of the city of Tel Aviv?

A. Hayim Nahman Bialik

B. Aharon Chelouche

C. Laurence Oliphant

D. Yehoshua Hankin

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ’S COOL VIDEO OF THE WEEK

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=irt1ffsI_eU    – Sarah Nachshon tells story of her son…Amazing…

 

https://soundcloud.com/ephraim-schwartz/rivkahOne of my most beautiful song compositions in honor of my sister Rivky’s wedding five years ago… From this weeks parsha Achoseinu! Yitz Berry knocked this one out of the park…

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vtvR_pqSBR4     Eitan Katz Naftali Kempeh what a great shidduch in this beautiful new release Shema Beni

 

https://soundcloud.com/ephraim-schwartz/eishet-chayil My gorgeous Eishet Chayil in honor of Sarah Immeinu…It’s been a long time since I’ve shared with this with you… sing it this Shabbos and make me happy!

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hmeJ_mDpJ4U&t=230s  -  OU Mearat Ha’Machpela what’s really underneath…

 

 

 

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

 

Chulda Haneivia- 639 BC Moving on to prophets in the time of Yoshiyahu we arrive at Chulda Ha’Neviah, one of seven important prophetesses in Tanach. The first of course is Sarah Immeinu and the Matriarchs. Isn’t it cool how this column works Divinely with the weekly Torah portion! The other prophetesses, by they way can you guess? I’ll tell you at the end. I’ll give you a clue none of the other matriarchs are not included. Think about it.

 

So Chulda is really only mentioned twice in Tanach, both in her relationship with King Yoshiyahu and his teshuva movement that starts with her encouragement and prophecy. It’s fascinating that she even plays a role being that the great Yirmiyahu as well is living at this period and is the major prophet whom we will get to. The Talmud tells us that perhaps this was because Yirmiyahu went on a journey during this period to gather in the ten lost tribes amazingly enough. We are on the cusp of the destruction of the Temple and yet at the same time with the light of Yoshiyahu it seems it could have even had the potential for Mashiach and the ingathering of exiles.

 

Interestingly enough our sages tell us that the reason she merited prophecy was because of her husband Meshulam who was called the Gadol Ha’Dor- the great man of his generation. What made him so great? One would think it’s his Torah learning or his leadership skills, but the Midrash tells us it was that he would go every day with flasks of water and sit outside the gates of Yerushalayim and hand out water bottles to all who came to the Temple. Think about that next time you see those guys doing that chesed wherever you go… Gadol Hador!

 

Outside of the Southern Wall of the old city of Jerusalem in an area that we call the Ophel stands the Chulda Gates, Rashi in Melachim tells us that it was named after her as she would sit there and teach the elders Torah She’Baal Peh! That’s like Mishna and Talmud level. And it was being taught by a woman. How’s dem apples? Her husband handed out water bottles and she gave shiurim. Now obviously this was done in a very tznius way as our sages praise and find hints to her modesty and even count here as one of the 22 righteous woman mentioned in Tanach. On the other hand Chazal tell us that she was given a lousy name- as Chulda is a rat or weasel, because she referred to the King Yoshiyah as an “Ish” a guy rather than respectfully as a king.

 

Her burial place is a bit controversial, although all agree that she is buried in Jerusalem, some place her on the top of Har Hazeitim, while the Tosefta seems to say that she was in the city of Jerusalem itself within the walls. The Maharit tries to explain that in the 2nd Temple the walls of Jerusalem incorporated Mt. Of Olives but I don’t believe I’ve ever seen evidence of that. Today there is by the Mount of Olives a Church or Temple of Ascension where silly x-tians believe Yoshka went up to heaven and Muslims as well view it as a holy place and it is accepted as truly being Chulda’s grave. Certainly Har Ha’Zeitim is where we have a tradition the resurrection of the Dead will begin from so hopefully we will get the answer soon. She will rise together with the other 6 prophetesses….

Sarah, Miriam, Devora, Chana, Avigayil and of course Queen Esther

 

 

RABBI SCHWARTZ'S FUNNY GRAVESTONE JOKES OF THE WEEK

 I saw a gravestone that said ‘Here lies a math teacher. He finally found peace in being a sum of all parts.'”

 

 My friend’s gravestone says ‘Beloved coffee lover. He couldn’t espresso how much he meant to us.'”

 

On another gravestone, it reads ‘An avid baker. Life really kneaded him, but he always rose to the occasion.'”

 

A musician’s gravestone reflects ‘He was always in treble, but found harmony in the end.'”

 

A chef’s gravestone bears the words ‘He spiced up our lives and left us with seasoned memories.'”

 

A skydiver’s gravestone bears the words ‘He soared through life and embraced the fall. In the end, he took a leap of faith.'”

 

On a magician’s gravestone, it says ‘He pulled off disappearing acts with such poise. Now he has vanished into eternity.'”

 

 A carpenter’s gravestone reads ‘He crafted a life full of love and sawdust. Now he’s nailed the final masterpiece.'”

 

 In memory of a librarian, the gravestone declares ‘She was always bound to books. Now she rests between the pages of history.'”

 

 A comedian’s gravestone states ‘His jokes will forever echo in our hearts. Laughter was his final punchline.'”

 

A lawyer’s wife died. At her grave, everyone was appalled. The tombstone read, “HERE LIES PHYLLIS, WIFE OF ATTORNEY MURRAY WILLIAMS; SPECIALIZES IN DIVORCE AND MALPRACTICE”.

Murray burst into tears. His brother said, “You SHOULD cry, pulling a cheap publicity stunt like this. Murray said, “You don’t understand. I gave them my business card”

His brother apologized.. But then he continued “…and they didn’t include the phone number!”

 

 Two men walking in a cemetery find a recent gravestone , so they read it:

"Here lies an honest man and a competent lawyer"

So one of the guys turn to the other:

"When did they start burying two people together?"

 

What is written on a very successful hacker’s tombstone? “R” His IP is well hidden.

 

Why would I want to buy a tombstone? It's the last thing I need.

 

Yankel was blessed with 12 children yet that was turning out to be a problem for him when he was trying to rent a house.  No landowner would allow him to rent their house due to the number of children he had. Frustrated, Yankel told his wife to visit her father's tombstone and bring all but their youngest child with her.

He then visited a property and told the landowner that he would like to rent the place.

"Is this your only child?" asked the landowner.

"No, I have 12 children" replied the man.

"Then where are the other 11 kids?"

"In the cemetery with my wife," he truthfully replied.

 

Late one night, Jack takes a shortcut through a cemetery. Hearing a tapping sound he becomes scared and quickens his pace. The tapping gets louder and Jack is now scared out of his wits. Then he notices a man chiseling a tombstone.

"Thank goodness!" Jack says to the man. "You gave me a fright of my life. Why are you working so

late?"

"They spelled my name wrong."

 

There was once a man named Odd. He was very embarrassed by his name and didn't want anyone to know about it. When he died he had no name written on his gravestone. One day a bunch of tourists came to his town and visited the graveyard where they came across a gravestone with no name on it.

"That's Odd!" He said.

 

This morning as I was walking through I saw someone crouching behind a gravestone. I said, 'Morning.

' He said, 'No I'm just lost my keys.'

 After my friend died from an allergic reaction to peanuts, I went to his funeral. Everyone got upset when I put an Epipen on his tombstone.

So I explained: "It's what he would have wanted"

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The answer to this week”s question is B – Oh well…back to a 50/50 score… I got the second part right. It was an educated guest,but I knew the Shalosh family was involved with building and settling the land and I got this this right. The first part though I have no clue and don’t really care too much about as the Betzalel school really doesn’t interest me or any of my tourists. I guessed Tel Aviv because I knew that there was a school there and figured it had to do with the first part of the question. The correct answer though was by the Iriya and Russian Compound across from Mamilla in Jerusalem. So the  new score at Rabbi Schwartz having 18.5 points and the MOT having 10.5 points on this latest Ministry of Tourism exam. to them...