Thursday, September 20, 2018

Kol Nidre 5779 - Emet


In the attic of the Altneu Shul, the old/new synagogue in the Jewish quarter of Prague, rest the remains of a creature of legend, giant, foreboding, formed of clay: the famous Golem.[1]  The creature was created out of necessity, by the chief rabbi of that old city, Judah Loew ben Bezalel, known as the Maharal.  His father’s name, Bezalel, perhaps hinting at his creative prowess, named for the chief Israelite builder in the Torah.

Prague at that time was a city of violent hatreds between the different groups, and the Jews were not spared.  Another blood libel and more false accusations and scapegoating all lead to a feeling of unease and impending danger among the Jewish residents, and their rabbi decided that something had to be done about it.  And so he and his son-in-law snuck out of the Ghetto, and under the dark of night formed a creature out of clay hauled from the banks of the river, and named it Golem, from the word in the psalms meaning shapeless, describing humanity before creation.

After fashioning and forming it into a human likeness, the rabbi and his son-in-law began to intone words of prayer, spells really, from the Kabbalistic—the mystical—tradition, seeking to breathe life into the nostrils of the beast.  But the creature did not move, did not breathe, until finally, the rabbi knelt down beside it, and carved into the wide forehead of clay three Hebrew letters.  Aleph, Mem, Tav.  The word: Emet.  Truth.

No sooner did the rabbi finish the final letter than the creature sprang to life, breathing heavily.  The rabbi commanded the Golem to awaken and instructed the creature that its one purpose was to protect the Jews, to guard the Ghetto at night, and to find those placing false evidence against the Jewish community.  The creature of truth was to ferret out the lies.  By day, Golem was instructed to help out around the synagogue, and if anyone asked, his name would be Joseph.

The rabbi, however, could not anticipate that as anger against the Golem grew from those outside the Jewish community, so too did the Golem grow, until it was almost too big for the rabbi to handle.  Golem could swat away an angry mob with his bare hand.  But, the result was unfortunately more vitriol, not more peace.

The Emperor, seeing what was happening, summoned the rabbi to him, and demanded to know when this might stop, when the monster might no longer persist, as the people were frightened.  “This stops when the Jews are no longer in danger,” answered the rabbi.  With that, the Emperor guaranteed the Jews’ safety and commanded the rabbi to destroy the monster.

The rabbi agreed but said that if the Jews were threatened again, Golem would return, and even stronger.

The rabbi went to find the Golem and came upon him in the cemetery reading the many tombstones.  “Joseph.  The Jews are safe now.  It is time to return you to the earth from which you were born.”

“But I don’t want to,” Joseph replied.  “What if I don’t obey?”

“You have no choice.”  And with that, the rabbi reached up with his staff and quickly erased the first letter, the silent Aleph, from the Golem’s forehead.  With that, emet, truth, became met, death, and the Golem breathed no more.  Again a lump of clay.

The Golem, emblazoned with the word Truth, is set out to protect from the dangers and results of lies, the dangers of falsehoods, the dangers of alternative facts.  The Golem, emblazoned with the word truth like a crown, seeks out those who would cause harm by trafficking in stories created to enrage a populous, in fantasies of malfeasance constructed to elicit harm, and to divide the community.

Would that we had a Golem today!  Given the battering truth has taken, however, I fear that we’d all be in danger.
           
Much like the middle of the 16th century, when this version of the Golem story was written, truth is under assault in our society and our nation today.[2]  Our leaders and their surrogates are so brazen as to tell us that what we see with our own eyes and what we know to be reality is not so:  “3,000 people did not die in Puerto Rico.”

Truth has become relative. There is no longer a sense of shared reality.  We have lost the ability to live peacefully alongside one another because the world we live in has been divided into sides, each holding on to their own facts, even if those facts are not supported by evidence.  Feelings and opinions have taken the place of facts, statistics, and news.

This shift in our culture away from a shared sense of truth did not suddenly appear.  No, it is the unfortunate ends of a politics based on cynicism, greed, and the hunger for power.  There has been in the last generation an overextension of the recognition that people experience life in different ways.  It is important, probably even necessary, to understand how a person’s narrative relates to the truth.  And it is important to honor those narratives and the many stories of our families, friends, and neighbors.  But, extending this line of thought to say that everyone’s personal narrative is true and aligns with facts brings us to a dangerous point of relativism.  If every feeling and emotion is held as truth, and every story is equally true, then bigotry, hatred, and prejudice become valid expressions of a person’s identity, not something to be shunned or at least questioned.  Hannah Arendt would argue that it is the inability to distinguish between fact and fiction that lays the groundwork for the rise of totalitarianism.[3]  Truth, and the search for it, therefore, is a weapon, and perhaps the most important, of democracy. Truth is under constant assault, and it’s getting worse by the day.

Some of this truth decay[4] has to do with technology.  We have diversified how we get our information.  There are many options for news: in print, on TV or radio, and online.  We choose where we get our news, and often we choose a source based on what we already believe, confirming our biases and putting us into echo chambers.  The democratization of information can be an asset, allowing for more and varied voices to be heard and amplified, allowing for the panorama of America to be painted in more hues than ever before.  However, disparate mass media combined with immoral impulses has become a detriment to society rather than a benefit.  Lies have been weaponized to attack our sensibilities, our communities, and our nation.

On this day of confession, we are, at least partially, to blame.  Al chet shechatanu: We have, in the last decade, reprogrammed ourselves and our minds, thanks to the devices in our pockets.  We now expect immediate information and answers.  And no matter what we find when we search, we assume it to be true. 

Today, within milliseconds of asking, we have information shining brightly back at our faces, and we tend to trust that information, partially because it all looks the same.  But we don’t know or ask who put it there, or whether we should trust it.  We used to have to go to an index, look up a subject, then open a second book to find information.  Truth required curiosity.  Truth required effort and persistence.  Truth required experts in a field.  Truth required reasoned debate, objectivity, the scientific method.  Today, all that truth requires is that we ask Siri or Google and see what comes up on our small HD screens.  The convenience is intoxicating and addictive.  The immediacy of information has trumped vetting whether or not the information is true, factually accurate.  And, studies have shown that the first piece of information we receive is usually the one we will believe, whether it is true or not; and Google does not rank results based on accuracy.

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The rabbis who composed Pirkei Avot, Chapters of the Fathers, were concerned with helping the people lead ethical lives, and they gathered their wisdom together.  In that famous tractate of Mishnah we read about what holds up our world.  We read at the end of Chapter 1: “Rabban Shimon ben Gamliel used to say: ‘On three things does the world stand: On justice, and on truth, and on peace,’ and then he quotes the prophet Zecharia: ‘As it is said (8:16): “Judge with truth, justice, and peace in your gates.’” [5] 

In his 18th century ethical text Mesilat Yesharim, The Path of the Just, Rabbi Moshe Chaim Luzzato takes the baton from the rabbis of Pirkei Avot.  He explains the importance of this teaching from Rabban Shimon Ben Gamliel.  He writes: “Truth is one of the very foundations upon which the world stands.  As this is so, when you speak falsely, it is as if you are nudging at the world’s foundation.  Conversely, when you are careful about truth, you are likened to someone who maintains the world’s foundation.”[6]  Truth telling keeps the world upright. Lies cause the world to crumble if we are not careful.  It is only the truth, alongside justice and peace, which holds everything in balance.  Without truth, we shatter the underpinnings of creation.

The Talmud, in tractate Shabbat, shifts the focus of truth from the foundation of the world, to the foundation of God.  “The truth is God’s seal,” our sages teach us.  Luzzato elaborates that, “if God has chosen truth as God’s seal, its opposite must certainly be abominable to God.”[7]  God doesn’t just prefer truth; falseness and lies are an abomination to God.  Speaking truth is a Godly act.  Being truthful allows us to be like God, to emulate the divine!

When we chant from the Torah, we recite blessings composed by the ancient rabbis.  The blessing after the Torah reading refers to Torat Emet, a Torah of Truth, picking up on a verse from Malachi, one of the minor prophets of the Bible.  The Torah, as God’s word, is true, we remind ourselves.  When God speaks to us through our scriptures, we believe it. 

On these High Holy Days and our festivals, as we open the Holy Ark, containing the Torat Emet, the Torah of Truth, we announce that God is Rachum vechanun, erech apayim, v’rav chessed ve’emet: compassionate, gracious, endlessly patient, loving, and true.  Truth is not just in God’s words, but truth is an attribute of God, equal to God’s kindness and compassion.   

But what kind of truth are we talking about when we are asked to speak the truth like God?  As people of faith, how are we supposed to understand the concept of truth?  The word emet is used throughout our tradition.  What kind of truth does it describe?  Is it merely that which is, as professor Adele Berlin describes, whatever is authentic, valid, and trustworthy? [8]

Professor Baruch Schwartz of Hebrew University explains that there are two kinds of truth for people of faith: empirical and religious.  Empirical he says, “is obtainable…only through the scientific method…Religious truth pertains to that which is outside the realm of the empirical. It consists of the teachings accepted as normative by the community of believers with regard to God and what God expects of them.”[9]  We hold in our two hands, simultaneously, empirical truth and religious truth.  When we learn more about our world, the realm of religious truth shrinks.  When we experience the awe of God, however, it grows again.  As moderns, we are always working to find that balance between these two truths.

Are we supposed to understand Emet as empirical truth, based on science and evidence?  Or are we supposed to understand it as something else, referring to the more universal, ethical, and religious truths which cannot be codified and cannot necessarily be observed?  Maimonides would say both.  He teaches that truth is about two kinds of perfection: intellectual and ethical.[10] 

We might think that all references to truth in our tradition, in our scriptures and sacred texts, deal only with the notion of religious truths.  But the Torah gives space for the human search for empirical truths, truths beyond the religious and cultural understandings.  In Deuteronomy, no less than three times, the Torah advises that we search for truth.  In Chapter 13, relating to news about idol worshipers in a town, the Torah advises: “You shall enquire and search and interrogate thoroughly and behold if it is true, the fact is established…”[11]

Of these examples, Dr. Isaac Sassoon teaches: “In these scriptures, the Torah assumes that emet can be ascertained by means of human striving and, moreover, that humans are endowed with the capacity to distinguish emet from sheker (falsehood).  These verses… [allow] emet [to equal] empirical truth.”[12]  The Torah makes space for us to discover evidence.  The Torah makes space for us to find those truths which exist regardless of belief.  The Torah asks us to do the research, to find the facts, and then to make a decision based on the reality of the situation, not just based on an accusation or on hearsay.  The Torah knows that it cannot be the end all of our knowledge and that all the answers are not within.  There is truth to be discovered!

Because there are two kinds of truth, it is up to us to distinguish between them.  Because there are two kinds of truth, which we equally value, it is up to us as Jews in the 21st century not to allow them to be conflated.  We must be speakers of truth and know what kind of truth we are speaking.

But speaking truth is not the only divine quality we ought to emulate.  For God not only speaks the truth, God is a judge of truth.  Yom Kippur is a day which is filled with imagery pushing us and prompting us to ponder our mortality.  We plead with God over these 26 hours of fasting and soul-affliction to be inscribed into the Book of Life.  Kol Nidre is sung with an ark void of Torahs.  The ark in Hebrew is called the aron, and that word also means casket.  When we see the open and empty ark, we see our end, in the hopes that coming so close to our mortality, we might finally repent.  It is at the end that we learn that God is the judge of truth, as we recite the blessing Baruch Dayyan HaEmet, blessed is the judge of truth.

This blessing, recited upon hearing the news of a death, puts God into the position of judge and arbiter of our lives, able to see the truth of our actions and our intentions, no matter how we might try to falsify who we have been.  God sees the truth, and God judges based on that truth.  This is the entire purpose of Yom Kippur: to stand before God the judge, to lay out our truths to God, as if God didn’t already know them, to speak the hard words of confession before God, and to let God decide on our fates, on how we will make it through the New Year. 

Just as when we bless God as feeder of the hungry, we understand that as an internal call to feed the hungry in our midst, we must seek to emulate the God of dayyan haemet.  Just as when we bless God as redeemer of the captive, we understand that as an internal call to us to work to end oppression, and we must seek to emulate God as judge of truth.  We must seek out the truth and all make a commitment to do God’s work on Earth, each of us becoming dayyanei emet, judgers and arbiters of truth.  We must each become golems.  When truth is under such assault, being a judge of what is and is not true is a divine call, a divine action, and a divine imperative. 

This evening, we began our worship, after a few introductory prayers, with our Kol Nidre, so beautifully sung by our Cantor, choir, and musicians.  The text of this prayer is really a legal formula that seeks to prevent us from becoming speakers of falsehoods before God in the year ahead.  As Dara Horn puts it: Kol Nidre is “for the kind of vows one [makes] in complete desperation, when catastrophe or stupidity or some other smallness of the imagination [makes] life unbearable, when one [needs] to break the laws of the universe and [sees] no other way but to sign over a first-born child, or a first-true-love, or one’s ability to enjoy being alive.”[13]  We announce that any vow we might make to God, any promise we might make in a tight situation, isn’t really a promise.  We know that we won’t hold up our end of whatever vow we make before God.  By nullifying them in advance, we hold up the truth we know we will put aside in that moment of passion.  By nullifying our vows on this night, we prevent ourselves from being liars in God’s presence.  By this formula, we render ourselves truthful before God for the year ahead, from this Yom Kippur to the next.  But it only works between us and God. 

Every day of the year ahead, we ought to strive to speak the truth, to hold the world’s foundation firm.  Let us go into this year with Emet written on our souls if it cannot be written on our foreheads, such that we might do the hard work of seeking out truth in all its forms.  Let us make truth our seal, as it is God’s.  Let us be dayyanei haemet: arbiters of what is true and what is not. 

Our nation depends on it. 

Our faith demands it. 

G’mar chatimah tovah.



[1] Adapted from Rabbi Jennifer Gubitz’s version of this story in her sermon: “The Golem and Truth.”  Based on a retelling by David Wisniewski in Golem
[2] Much of this is inspired by Kakutani, Michiko The Death of Truth. 2018,Tim Duggan Books
[3] See Kakutani, pp. 11, 13
[4] Ibid.
[5] Avot 1:18
[6] Mesilat Yesharim, trans. By Ya’akov Feldman.
[7] Ibid.
[8] http://thetorah.com/torat-emet/affirming-the-torah-as-authoritative-and-authentic/
[9] http://thetorah.com/torat-emet/empirical-truth-vs-religious-truth/
[10] From Pirke Avot Commentary by Kravitz and Olitzky on Avot 1:18
[11] Deut 13:15
[12] http://thetorah.com/torat-emet/truth-must-be-ascertainable/
[13] Horn, Dara. Eternal Life. P. 50

Wednesday, September 12, 2018

Rosh HaShanah 5779 - We Are All B'nai Torah

A version of this sermon was delivered on Rosh HaShanah Morning, 5779 at Temple B'nai Torah - A Reform Congregation in Wantagh, NY.

My father likes to tell jokes.  He always has a joke ready for any situation.  As kids, when he’d start a story, often my sister, brother, and I wouldn’t know until the end whether it was true or some elaborate set-up.  He even has a joke to tell when someone messes up the telling of a joke.  I will let him tell you that one because he tells me I don’t tell it right.  Many of the jokes have to do with Jews and our quirks.  There’s an old joke about everything!

One of the jokes that I remember him telling me at a fairly young age has to do with two Jewish sailors. Let’s call them Sam and Simon.  It’s a joke whose punchline, I’m sure, some of you will know, but please no spoilers.

You see, these two Jewish sailors, Sam and Simon, are the only Jews on their ship.  Well, suddenly there’s a storm and the ship heaves and hos, tossed by the waves, until finally it hits some rocks and breaks apart and sinks.  As luck would have it, the two sailors each found their way to a large floating piece of plastic and held on together until they washed ashore on an uncharted desert island.

Years later, after having survived on that island praying for someone to come and save them, a passing ship sees their signal fire and comes to rescue them.  When the landing party comes ashore to see who’s on the island, they see a small little village set up, a couple of huts, some small gardens, and oddly, three synagogues.

When the captain of the rescue ship greets them, he asks Sam and Simon about the anomaly.  “There are only two of you and yet three synagogues.  Why is that?”

“Well,” Sam says, “the one over here is the one I pray in.”

“And the one over here,” Simon says, “is the one I pray in.”

“Well, what about the third one!?”  The captain asked.

“Well, that one… Feh! …neither of us will pray in that one!”

Well, friends, we have merged our two congregations into one, and if you had heard some of the comments as we were working hard to bring our new community together, you’d have thought that the clergy, the leadership, and the staff were working to create a synagogue that no one was comfortable praying in.  We heard many comments like: “It’s going to be too religious!” And, “It’s not going to be religious enough!”  Often on the same day, after the same meeting!  We heard lots of skepticism that we’d be able to bring our community together, to pray as one, and yet, look at us now.  Look around and see, on the day we commemorate God’s creation, how we have all come together to create a new synagogue and celebrate these High Holy Days.  Sure, there are some changes to what we have been accustomed to.  Sure, some things are not the same.  And sure, some things are going to continue to change as we continue to make decisions for our evolving community.  But here we are, together, praying alongside one another, ringing in a New Year.

It’s not surprising that throughout our process of coming together, many of us may have felt the divisions acutely.  Many of us feel a sense of division in so many places today.  We cannot make it through our social media feed, a news broadcast or article, or sometimes even a conversation with a loved one in our family without feeling as if we are not just disagreeing, but on opposite sides of a battle, each staking a claim to our territory, our sense of right and wrong, and our boundaries.

We hear a lot about what divides us, and the truth is, I cannot recall a time when our nation felt as divided as it does today.  It’s hard to prevent the national mood from inserting itself into our daily lives, our relationships, and even our houses of worship.  And though we may look around today, tomorrow, and next week and see our newly grown congregation coming together, intoning the same words, praying to the same God, it’s hard not to also recognize that though we’re making great progress, we’re not yet one big happy family.  And that’s ok.  It would be nearly impossible for all of us to feel that way, yet.  We’re only a couple months into this new project.  It’s going to take time for the dust to settle, for the place to feel like home for all of us.  There’s been so much change.

We have been divided into so many different groups, and whether knowingly or unknowingly, we have aided those divisions by overzealousness, by unfriending, by not talking, by talking without knowing, and by assuming the worst.  We have forgotten what unites us.  We have forgotten how to focus on those commonalities which are so important.  We have forgotten how to even look for them.  Or worse, we have decided that it’s no longer important to look for those points of agreement, of unity. 

The punchline of that joke about the two sailors and their three synagogues is, of course, referring to the old saying that when you have two Jews, you have three opinions.  We’ve got two synagogues full of Jews coming together!  But let’s think for a moment about that third synagogue on the island.  The one neither Sam nor Simon would pray in.  Sam and Simon may not have agreed on much, but they agreed on something, and it was that third synagogue.  At least, one could argue, Sam and Simon could agree on what they both disliked!  I’m not suggesting that’s a great way to live or to run a synagogue—finding common ground only by what is equally reviled—but, hey, at least it’s a start.

And so this Rosh HaShanah, as we take our first steps into a new year together, the first of many as a new congregation, let us commit to finding and focusing on what unites us.  We have more in common than not.  We have the same goals and the same sacred history.  We have the same connection to tradition and the same desire to create a spiritual home that is comfortable for us.  What unites us calls to us from our sacred texts, from the stories by our ancestors about our ancestors.  We are reminded about those elements of our lives that are most important, most universal, the aspects of life that our day-to-day existence glosses over, but which these High Holy Days call upon us to remember.  What unites us, in essence, is that we are all children of a tradition that calls upon us to be one nation… that calls upon us to come together. 

What unites us is that we are all children of Torah.  We are all B’nai Torah.

Hayom Harat Olam!  This is the day of the world’s creation!  At the conclusion of our Shofar service, we hear these words that remind us that today is the birthday of the world.  Tomorrow we will read from the first chapter of Genesis and hear the story of God’s creating humanity.  “And God said: Let us make a being in our image, after our likeness, and let it have dominion over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air, and over the cattle; over all the earth and over every creature that crawls upon it.  Thus God created us in the image of God, creating us male and female.”[1]  We are all created in the image of God, the Torah tells us, but the rabbis take this notion a step further. 

The Mishnah, the rabbis’ code of Jewish law codified in the first two centuries of the Common Era, expounds on the story of creation, reminding us of the preciousness of life.  But it also goes further to show an important lesson about how we are supposed to understand ourselves in relation to each other and in relation to God.  Answering the question, “Why did God create one man?,” the Mishnah answers: “for the sake of peace among men, that one might not say to his fellow, ‘my father was greater than yours!”  No one can say that their ancestry is better than anyone else’s.  No one can say that they are better than anyone else.  We all come from the same place.  We all come from those first two beings, created by God on that sixth day of creation.

No one’s ancestry, ultimately, has more clout than anyone else’s.  We come together these days to be reminded of our shared heritage, our shared genesis.  We are reminded that no matter where we come from, we are all creations of God.  Because we believe that we are all creations of God, descended from the same place, we are all B’nai Torah.  Because we recognize the value in the person sitting next to us, because we make space for them like our own sibling, because we see in them a member of our family: We are all B’nai Torah.

But the moment of humanity’s birth is not the only moment we share in our spiritual past.  We’ve already all been together before.  We’ve already all prayed together before.  I don’t mean one of the many services we’ve shared over the last couple years.  I mean the first time that the Jewish people experienced God and spoke words to God as a community.  That moment of revelation.  That moment at Sinai.

On Yom Kippur, we read from Deuteronomy a chapter where Moses reminds the people about the parameters of the covenant they entered into with God.  Moses reiterates it for this new generation, saying: “I make this covenant, with its sanctions, not with you alone, but both with those who are standing here with us this day before the Eternal our God and with those who are not with us here this day.”[2] The Talmud expands on this, explaining what the Torah means by those who are not with us here this day: “the subsequent generations, those who live alongside us, and those who have chosen to join us.”[3]  Everyone was present for the moment of revelation.  Though the rabbinic commentaries shy away from this imagery, the Kabbalists are bolder, taking this teaching to mean that every soul was present at that moment that God spoke the words of the Ten Commandments.

We were all there, friends.  Look above me, above the ark, at this beautiful stained glass window depicting this familiar moment.  It is familiar to us because it is in our collective memory.  The awe of revelation is woven into the fabric of who we are as a community.  We’ve been together before.  And, just like that time, this time too we’re all seeking God’s voice.  Just like that time, this time we’re nervous that we might not be adequate enough to approach God and have our prayers answered.  And just like that time, when we answered God that “all that God had spoken we will do and we will listen,” this time we come together knowing that our actions and deeds are how we show God’s presence in the world.  The revelation at Sinai prepared us for the work of spreading God’s light which is ahead of us.

Because we seek God’s voice alongside our community.  Because we recognize our insignificance before the Eternal.  Because in God’s voice we hear the calls to righteousness and justice through the work of our hands.  Because we were all shoulder to shoulder at Sinai: we are all B’nai Torah.

Just a few moments ago, we heard so beautifully chanted by so many congregants the tragic and difficult portion for Rosh HaShanah morning, Akedat Yitzchak, the binding of Isaac.  We often focus our time on the climax of the scene, as Abraham’s knife is about to plunge into his son and God’s intervention prevents the filicide.  We hear about Abraham’s trust in God that allowed him the faith and the strength to continue.  After the moment of divine intervention, we tend to look to the ram, created, the midrash teaches us, on twilight of the sixth day of creation, just after humanity, and just for this purpose.  It makes sense to focus on the ram, given the role of the shofar in our services.  But there’s a moment of tenderness between father and son before they ascend the mountain which calls out to be heard.  They both went on together. Three words in Hebrew: וילכו שניהם יחדו.[4]  They both went on together.

Isaac looks up to his father and asks him where the tools are and where the animal is for the sacrifice.  “God will see to the sheep for the sacrifice,” Abraham tells his son.  וילכו שניהם יחדו.  And the two went on together. 

Though he probably can’t fathom it at the moment, Abraham has confidence that everything will turn out ok.  He has confidence that the terrible act to which he has committed himself will not come to pass.  He might not be able to see the future, but because he trusts in God, and believes in the covenant that they forged, Abraham takes his son’s hand, and the two go on together. וילכו שניהם יחדו. 

Though he probably can’t know what is to come, Isaac has no choice but to trust his father.  He has no recourse, and he cannot know what is in store.  Still, Abraham must have been so convinced of the positive outcome that he was able to convince his son.  Isaac was a child according to many commentaries, but not so small or young that he couldn’t have wriggled away from his nonagenarian father if he suspected something was amiss.  Isaac had to trust in his father in order to move ahead.  Because of the trust, because of the familial bond, וילכו שניהם יחדו, they both went on together.

Of course we can’t know what the future holds for our congregation.  Like Isaac, we must trust in each other that we are all working toward the best possible outcome.  Like Abraham, we must trust in God that the path that we are on is the best way.  When we have trust that even when we come to a moment of seeming calamity we will make it out to the other side, then we can truly go on, שנינו יחדו, both of us together.  Because we have that trust in each other, because we have that trust in God, we are all B’nai Torah.

Shema Yisrael!”  We often think of the Shema as the most important prayer in our liturgy, referring to the one line declaring above all else that there is only one God.  But it’s the next lines in the Torah that teach us who we are in addition to what we believe.  In the words of Torah that follow the Shema, which we know as the v’ahavta, we have the commandment not just to be in deep relationship with God, but to ensure that our children are given the same opportunity.  ‘It’s not just for you,’ Moses and God tell the Israelites about the Torah and the covenant.  It’s for those who come after you.  It’s your job to give it to them, the way we gave it to you.  It’s your job to ensure the next generation.

We have come together not just for us, but for those who come after us.  We have brought our two communities together to allow for that transmission to the next generation.  We think not only of what matters to us, but what will matter to our children, and our grandchildren, and their children after them.  Veshinantam levanechah – teach it to your children.  Vedibarta bam – speak of it at all times.  Ensure that what you have learned and experienced in the wilderness is passed on.

Because we believe in the importance of a next generation of Jews.  Because we believe in the importance of a next generation of Reform Judaism thriving on this part of Long Island.  Because we have heard God calling us to educate our children in our traditions, our shared spiritual history, and the beauty and meaning that Judaism adds to our lives, we are all B’nai Torah.

In a moment, we will transition to our Shofar service.  The calls of the Shofar we will hear are always the same, though each year we hear them anew, and this year we all hear them with new ears as members of a new B’nai Torah.  Each set ends with a full tekiah.  After the brokenness of shevarim, the shatteredness of teruah, we always return to the wholeness of tekiah, as if the sounds had been united.  But when we end the calls, when the cantor calls for that final blast, for the tekiah gedolah, let the long lingering call of the shofars surrounding us remind us that when pieces come together, sometimes, they don’t just come back as whole.  Sometimes, they come back stronger, more powerful, more united, and therefore more impactful.  Let us strive to build a congregation like the tekiah gedolah.  Let that sound rally us under the banner of Temple B’nai Torah because we are all B’nai Torah. When we do that, when we come together, united, focusing on what we share and willing to work through what we don’t, well then, then we will truly be building a synagogue that we’re all comfortable praying in.

Shanah Tovah.



[1] Genesis 1:27-28
[2] Deut. 29:13-14
[3] Shevu’ot 39a, my own liberal translation
[4] Genesis 22:12

Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Hearing the Call, Answering the Call: Vayikra 5778


A version of this sermon was delivered on Friday, March 16 at Temple Emanu-El of East Meadow.

Happy New Year!  

I know, it’s not Rosh HaShanah or January 1, or even Tu BiShevat, but according to the Torah, today, Rosh Chodesh Nisan, when there’s no moon in the sky, is the first day of the first of the months.  During this month, in 14 days’ time, we will celebrate Passover.  And the special Shabbat we celebrate tonight and tomorrow, known as Shabbat haChodesh, the Shabbat of The Month emphasizes the importance of this New Year ’s Day.  Each year on the Jewish calendar, the Shabbat preceding the first of the month of Nisan gets this special treatment.  It just so happens that this year, the first of the month falls on Shabbat.  So, again, Happy New Year!

Now a question, Mah nishtanah ha Shabbat ha-zeh mikol hashabbatot?  Why is this Shabbat different than all other Shabbats?  Well, on all other Sabbaths, we read our Torah portion, but on this Sabbath, traditionally, in addition to our weekly Torah reading from Vayikra, the first verses of the book of Leviticus, we also would read 20 verses from chapter 12 of the book of Exodus where God commands Moses and Aaron to tell the people that this month is to be the first month of the year.  [Don’t worry, Josh, we’re not asking you to learn any more Torah for your Bar Mitzvah at the last minute; I’m only going to talk about it tonight.]  We read in these 20 verses from Exodus, the basic rules for Passover.  It’s like a Rabbinically programmed reminder popping up on your smartphone: Ding! Passover is coming soon. Ding! Remember don’t eat leaven for 7 days.  Ding! Don’t forget to prepare your lamb for the sacrifice.  Ding!  Don’t forget to get yourself ready for the freedom that is imminently at hand.

So, as we begin this new month, this first of the months, we recognize that our calendar begins with a call from God to get ready for freedom.  Our new year begins with a sense that God’s redemption is close at hand, but requires our participation.  Our year starts with preparation for an intimate encounter with God. The message of the call, therefore, is much more than it seems on its face: “This month shall mark for you the beginning of the months; it shall be the first of the months of the year for you.”[1]

It’s especially fitting when this special Shabbat HaChodesh falls on the week we read from the first verses of Leviticus, the third book of the Torah which outlines primarily the sacrificial system among other laws.  This confluence of Torah and Shabbat HaChodesh won’t happen again until the year 2029 or 5789, for those keeping count.  Like the verses from Exodus which are traditionally read for the special Shabbat, this week, we read of a call from God to Moses, and a call which has underneath it a lot more than it may seem at first glance.  Like the call to Moses and Aaron announcing the new month, this week’s Torah reading begins with God calling out to Moses, but in a special way.

            וַיִּקְרָ֖א אֶל־מֹשֶׁ֑ה וַיְדַבֵּ֤ר יי אֵלָ֔יו מֵאֹ֥הֶל מוֹעֵ֖ד לֵאמֹֽר׃
“The Eternal called to Moses and spoke to him from the Tent of Meeting, saying...” (Lev. 1:1)  The first word, Vayikra is important, and worth mentioning.  Whereas many times in the Torah God calls to Moses or Moses and Aaron the use of Vayikra emphasizes a special call, a call of divine purpose.  Rashi teaches us that, “The word Vayikra precedes all [Divine] commandments and statements, which is a term of endearment used by the heavenly angels.”[2]  Here, Rashi points out that the Angels in heaven also use this term when calling out to one another, as we hear in our Kedushah prayer, thus emphasizing the special nature of this word.

But Rashi also teaches that this moment, the Vayikra moment for Moses, was special.  No one else heard this call from God, just Moses.  It allowed Moses a personal moment with God before he was then told what he needed to focus on in terms of the sacrifices.  As Rabbi Jonathan Sacks points out, the literal translation of the verse seems to be redundant in terms of God’s speaking to Moses: “[God] called to Moses, and God spoke to him from the Tent of Meeting, saying …”  Why does the Torah need to tell us that God called to Moses and then God spoke to Moses?  Sacks answers: “God’s call to Moses was something prior to and different from what God went on to say. The latter were the details. The former was the summons, the mission – not unlike God’s first call to Moses at the burning bush where [God] invited him to undertake the task that would define his life: leading the people out of exile and slavery to freedom in the Promised Land.”[3]

This is an important notion in Judaism: a call before the details.  Judaism has always been a religion that focused on a sense of being divinely called to perform commandments, and act ethically in the world.  It is that pull inside of us which draws us to the side of good and right, and the side of compassion and consideration rather than the alternative.  The call comes from within, but that piece within us is divine.  Like the Vayikra in our portion that only Moses could hear, only we can hear the divine voice in our souls calling us to goodness and chessed, lovingkindness.

We all can hear the call from God, the call to action, the call to make things better.  Without the call, the drive from deep within our soul, the details of creating a Divinely-inspired existence on Earth cannot come to be. 

This week, and in the last few weeks, it has been wonderful and moving to see so many young people across this nation answering a call, as they walk out of their classrooms and schools to protest the violence in their schools and in our nation, and the sacrifice of their safety that our politicians have made in order to appease the gun lobby and manufacturers.  These young people have started a movement for change that seemed impossible just a month ago.  Whether they feel they are called by God or not, they are answering a drive deep within themselves to demand change, to demand that the nation live up to its ideals of life, liberty, and pursuing happiness.  They rightly claim that they are being denied their right to life in order to ensure others’ rights to guns. 

These young people are showing, and will again on March 24 as they March For Their Lives, the greatness in America, that people can feel compelled and called to demand a change for the better, and then use their voice, their feet, and their vote to work to make it happen.  

For the first time in a long time, many feel like the tide has begun to turn on this issue.  It frustratingly didn’t happen after Sandy Hook.  It didn’t happen after the Pulse or Las Vegas Massacres or after Charleston, or any of the others for which we have mourned and wrung our hands.  But now, a wave of change seems afoot.  New laws restricting gun access are being passed.  More people than ever are engaging in the issue.  We can attribute this shift to many reasons; among them, we see within these young people a drive to say out loud that the way of the world, the way of allowing all these guns, is not ok with them.  

The nation was crying out for someone to answer the call.  We adults had seemingly given up.  We adults had given in.  We had been beaten down.  “Who will I send?  Who will go for me?”  God demands in the book of Isaiah.  And Isaiah answers the call: “Here I am, send me!”[4]  These young people, thank God, the March for Our Lives movement, the #NeverAgain movement, have stood up and responded like the prophet when the adults around them did not.  Here we are!  Send us!  

We didn’t answer the call previously.  Now, they are leading the way.  They need our support.  They need our prayers.  They need our feet marching alongside them.  I will be with them in Westbury on the afternoon of the 24th.  You are welcome to join me.

Our support can commence by hearing the divine call within our souls.  Listen…Vayikra, and God will call us to do the right thing.  Listen…Vayikra, and God will call us to compassion, to justice, to life.  Listen…Vayikra, and God calls out to us, reminding us that we know what we need to do.  We just need the will. 

May the divine call give us that will.  May this New Year of our freedom beginning tonight be filled with our hearing God’s call.  May it be filled with the freedom to live without fear in our schools, at our concerts, our movie theaters, our places of worship, and our dance clubs.  May we hear God’s call and respond, and work to make this year a year of peace and of life.

Shabbat Shalom and Happy New Year!


[1] Ex 12:2
[2] Rashi on Lev 1:1
[3] Sacks, Jonathan . The Call Vayikra 5778,
[4] Isaiah 6:8