Friday, August 28, 2015

"The Last Mile" Reflections on joining America's Journey for Justice

On Tuesday, August 25, 2015, I had the privilege to join the NAACP Journey for Justice march in Columbia, SC, alongside many colleagues, my 13-year-old niece, and many marchers making the entire 860-mile trek from Selma to Washington, DC.

I was lucky to carry the Torah for the final mile (which turned out to be closer to a mile and a half). The symbolism of the finish line for the day being continually further than anticipated was not lost on me.

Below is a poem I wrote as a reflection on the day, that last mile, and the important purpose of the march.

The last mile

We began that morning
just past the State House in Columbia,
just past the Confederate Monument,
the warmth of the sun on our faces,
radiating from the asphalt.
Learning with every step,
feeling with every footfall the long journey
made up of so many steps before us
and many to come after.
But that day, it was our turn
to march toward freedom
to pursue justice.
Justice
always just in front of us.
American flag waving
Torah at its side.
Fraternal twins, held aloft at the front,
conducting
a group gathered from distant towns and congregations –
heeding the call,
demanding a change in the world –
Freedom and Justice
leading the way
heralding the cause.

Two by two
We march toward a world washed clean,
cleaned but not forgotten –
that world of
separation and supremacy –
toward a more perfect version.

Too many babies gone,
disappeared,
their lives cut.
Too many mothers and fathers gone.
Taken
without justice,
without cause or process
denied freedom.
Taken by fear
of difference
of pigment
of myths and falsehoods of the generations
and of this great nation.
The fear of an age thought gone,
easy to miss
and ignore
but always present.

Along the route,
phones at the ready,
minds curious,
hands cheering,
heads nodding,
catching a moment of the long parade
of black and white,
old and young.
Walking though the suburbs,
neighborhoods change before us,
economics on full display.
Through the stopped traffic
horns of support and shouts of praise
ask questions
hear stories
cause walls to tumble.

Did you know?
No, I did not.
Did you realize?
No, I had no idea. I mean –
I didn’t not know,
I never put that together.
It’s so complicated.
How are we not discouraged?
How are we not overwhelmed?
How are we not stunned to inaction,
to stop moving
to give in to the reality
that there is more work than we few can accomplish?
If we stop moving,
stop taking steps,
marching toward,
those behind us have nowhere to go,
no path to follow.
If we stop now,
there can be no,
will be no next step.
Each step leads to the next:
one foot in front of the other
two by two,
one behind the other
on the asphalt
baked in South Carolina sun
of late August.
But that bridge will be our last step.
Tomorrow more will come
To start at that bridge
To take up the steps
To carry, support, learn.
To walk alongside those whose feet and will carry them the entire journey.

Begun at Selma,
today achieves 500
from the starting point,
far from the finish.
That last mile,
made up of steps like all that came before.
That last mile
the weight of the Torah
muscles burn
bodies drip
eyes sear
lungs labor.
A flag waves in the breeze of our progress.
The weight of Torah
awakens
souls yearn
being exults.
The sun on our backs.

We reach the point!
We keep going.
That last mile is longer.
A trick of the mind?
A trick of the traffic.
Freedom?
More steps,
just past the bridge.
Justice?
More steps,
just past the turn.
Security?
More steps,
just down the hill.
Dignity?
More steps,
just after the tree.
Equality?
More steps.

The last mile is the longest.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Reflections on Our Recent Trip to Israel and Voting for the Zionist Congress

A version of this sermon was delivered at Temple Emanu-El of East Meadow on Friday, January 16, Shabbat Va'era, 2015

I’m glad to be able to share a little bit about our recent trip to Israel.  We had a great time.  We did lots of amazing things.  Saw many amazing sites.  Walked on history.  Learned a lot about what it means to be a part of the people of Israel and a part of the Jewish people.  We experienced our Judaism in a way that can only be done in Israel.

To begin, we were in the city of Tel Aviv.  We had an opportunity to tour around the ancient port city of Yaffo and learn about how and ancient port became a modern port and its role in pre – state Israel.  The city of Yaffo is an interesting and important city.  It is mentioned in the book of Jonah as the port from where Jonah flees God and it’s served four hundreds of years as the only port for the land of Israel. Anyone coming to any part of the holy land would have disembarked at that port. 

We walked up the beautiful cobblestones and overlooked that beautiful coastline of the modern city of Tel Aviv.  In Yaffo we learned about the beginnings of the modern city of Tel Aviv.  We learned how a small group of Jews decided to leave the confines of the walled city of Yaffo, and stake their claim on the sand dunes just north of this ancient city.  They selected their plots by putting their names and the plot number is on shelves they collected from the shore.  This was the humble beginning to what is now the modern city of Tel Aviv.

Much of Israel is like this.  A combination of the old alongside the new.  A combination of the ancient and the modern.  One culture grappling with its ancient roots and its modern destiny.  This is on full display not just in the ancient city of Yaffo and its new sister of Tel Aviv, but throughout the country.  We saw this as we sat in the room in Tel Aviv where Ben Gurion declared Israel a state.  The house, which is now a museum and is called Independence Hall, was one of those first houses in Tel Aviv, from those first families who moved out of Yaffo.  In that room, the ideas made famous in Theodore Herzl’s Altneueland (Old-New Land), became reality.  Israel was to be, for Herzl and his followers, a combination of the old and the new.

But the old and the new don’t always get along.  Even what was once considered a great idea, for example draining swamps in order to make room for more people, in a modern context is now understood more for the environmental impact it may have had than the progress it may have achieved.  Because of this, Israel has been on the forefront of trying to reclaim some of the nature that was altered in the name of progress. 

This rethinking of past successes is not the case in all aspects of Israel’s many innovations, for example the national water carrier, but where Israel can, it takes ecology into consideration more deliberately than at any time in her past.  Our group had the opportunity to visit the Hula Valley Nature Preserve which was re-flooded in order to provide place for the many migrating birds to land on their long trek from Europe or in Asia to Africa.  Did you know that Israel was a bottleneck in a bird highway?

All across Israel what was once the way is no longer the way, and what is now the way may no longer be the way in the near future.  And it has been that way forever.  One group would come in and take over, only to make way for the next.  A difficult history to follow, to be sure.

In the north, we stayed on a Kibbutz, Kfar Blum.  This Kibbutz, like many, if not most, in Israel has had to adapt to a changing economic landscape.  As Israel transitioned from the necessary communal living of its early days into an economic driver in the world, the Kibbutzim have had to change their way of doing business.  Many of them still specialize in one product, but many now also include beautiful hotels or guest-houses for tourists and Israelis looking to get away.  Kfar Blum, situated in the very north of Israel, is like this.

We traveled to see the borders of Syria and Lebanon.  And, while we were not in any danger, we did see plumes of smoke rising in the distance in Syria, as their civil war rages on.  This serves as a reminder that while there is a cold peace with Egypt and Jordan, Israel’s northern-most border is still a concern.  With the rise of a new generation of Islamic Extremists, because let’s not forget that Hezbollah and Hamas are in many ways the progenitors of ISIL, Israel has to be ever-vigilant and maintain a strong military presence.  We witnessed this as we saw tank exercises and heard and felt munitions drills as we were travelling and exploring.

In the North, we also learned about the Druze, an ethnic and religious minority in Israel, who are proud Israeli citizens and proudly serve in the Israeli Army, at rates even higher than Jews!  The Druze are a secretive group when it comes to their religion, so we learn more about their history as a people than about their sacred story or understanding of the nature of God.

After a number of days in the north, we traveled south to end our trip in Jerusalem.  Looking upon the walls of that ancient city never ceases to excite me, no matter how many times I’ve seen them.  It’s also a very powerful moment to enter Jerusalem with those who have never been before.  We learned about the Old City and how it came to be in Israel’s control.  We learned about the ancient history of the city by exploring the City Of David excavation site, which also gave us a glimpse into the complicated and political nature of archaeology in Israel.  Every find adds to our knowledge of history.  Archaeology is about more than the artifacts.  For many, each find is also more proof of to whom the land and the city belongs as well. 
          
Jerusalem also is the home to Yad Vashem, the Israeli Holocaust Memorial and Museum, which we visited.  Every head of state is brought to Yad Vashem, and almost every tourist comes as well.  This is to show the necessity of the existence of the State of Israel.  It is a fine line which is walked by the Museum, which strives to make the case that Israel is necessary, but also prevent the idea that it is only because of the Holocaust that Israel exists.  The truth is somewhere in between the two, as we learned of the decades of work which went into the founding of the state before the Holocaust, but also learned how Israel’s existence was a reaction and a response to the Holocaust.  There are no simple answers in Israel.

We were able to see the old alongside the new in Jerusalem.  Outside of the old city’s walls thrives Israel’s biggest city, with residents of all religions and levels of observance.  There is no doubt that, compared to Tel Aviv, Jerusalem is more religious.  The ongoing fight over the role of Judaism in the public sphere in Israel, and what that Judaism ought to look like, begins in Jerusalem.  The fights over how Israel will choose to understand the Torah for state purposes begins in Jerusalem. 

The catch phrase for our trip was undoubtedly: “It’s complicated!” Seemingly every question posed to our amazing tour guide resulted in two answers.  First an: “it’s complicated” followed by a second, more nuanced answer.  There is no way to understand Israel simply.  Anyone who tries to explain it to you simply, or who believes it can be explained simply, is most-likely not all that interested in anything but a specific and one-sided agenda.  Truly, Israel is complicated.  It is complicated because of its history.  It is complicated because of its location.  It is complicated because of its present and it is complicated because of its unknown future.

One element of the unknown future for Israel is the role of religion in daily life, namely Judaism.  This refers not only to how people practice and pray, but more importantly, what definitions of Judaism are acceptable and which ones are not.  This relates to everything from which restaurants are Kosher, to who can be married, as Israel doesn’t have civil marriage, to which congregations get funding from the government to lead prayer.

We had the opportunity to join in formal prayer 3 times.  Our first Friday night, we were welcomed to Congregation Beit Daniel in Tel Aviv, the Reform Community in Tel Aviv.  There, we learned about the growing Reform Movement in Israel.  Our final day in Israel, Shabbat, for our third prayer experience, we were welcomed to the Reform Movement Seminary, HUC-JIR for Shabbat Morning services.  HUC-JIR doesn’t just train American Jews who want to be reform Rabbis cantors or educators, there is also an Israeli Rabbinic Program, which trains Israelis to be Reform Rabbis.

What was unknown to most Israelis a decade ago, has flourished into a movement which contains almost 50 congregations and which is making inroads among the 80% of Israelis who consider themselves “Secular.”  In Israel, one is classified as Secular or Religious.  There was, for quite some time, no in between.  And, for most Israelis, that was ok.  The Israel Movement for Reform and Progressive Judaism is working to make an in-between, because the truth is most Israelis live like American Reform Jews.  They don’t go to Temple all that often, but are looking for and want a Judaism that speaks to their modern lives.

Unfortunately, the only Judaism that is accepted in Israel is of the Orthodox variety, and more and more only an ultra-orthodox variety.  But that is changing…Let me tell you a little bit about our second prayer experience.

We were running a touch late, as the days are short in the winter and Shabbat doesn’t wait for 8:00pm, 7:00pm on the first Friday… We had planned to witness Kabbalat Shabbat at the Western Wall.  This was not our first time seeing the holiest site in Judaism. In fact, we had already seen the entirety of the wall, not just the part exposed at the Kotel Plaza.  So, a little late, but still energetic, we returned to see the joy and the passion with which Jews approach the Western Wall to welcome the Sabbath Queen with Psalms and songs like Lecha Dodi and Shalom Aleichem, which we had learned about in the mystical city of Tzefat. 

The Wall on a Friday night is a study in organized chaos.  Each of the different communities of Jews, each Yeshivah, sends its men down to the wall to pray and sing and dance and joyously welcome the day of rest.  You can differentiate the groups by the hats and the socks and the style of payes.  Typically, the Wall is also a study in contradictions.  As the men are dancing and singing and joyful, the women’s side, separated by a high wall, is much quieter.  I can explain more about this another time, but it’s important to understand that the place which is intended to be the holiest for all Jews has become an Ultra-Orthodox Synagogue, under the authority of an ultra-orthodox rabbi who sets the policy.  The Kotel is for all Jews, but the rules of the Kotel are made by one Jew, with one very rigid point of view.

So, we watched.  We watched and I was surprised, because on the women’s side, there was singing, loud and proud, and prayer in ways I had never seen before on a Friday night.  Granted, I’m not an expert, but I have been to the Kotel on Friday Night enough to know that this was new.  And the reason that this is happening is because the future of what Judaism will look like in Israel is changing, and it is changing because of the work of progressive, liberal and Reform Jews in Israel, in particular the Israel Religious Action Center, or IRAC, the legal advocacy arm of the Reform Movement.  Their work, as well as the work of Women of the Wall, a group of women who meet monthly to pray out loud at the Kotel, have made tremendous strides in changing the culture of the Kotel specifically and Israel in general.

After we watched the chaotic joy at the Kotel plaza, we made our way to the newly minted Egalitarian Plaza, known as Ezrat Israel: The area for Israel.  This is also new.  It was a compromise between the Jewish Agency and the Rabbi of the Western Wall, to provide a place where men and women can pray together.  It is separate and apart, and it is definitely not equal in terms of the amenities, but the fact that it exists is a great step forward, and a step in the right direction.  It was at this egalitarian section of the wall that we prayed together as a community.  It was on this platform that we gathered, men women and children, just as God commands in Deuteronomy, to praise God, to Thank God and to honor our commitments as Jews. 

I will say that while I lead prayers on a regular basis, this time and place was special for me.  This moment was a highlight of my life, because until this trip to Israel, it was not possible for me to lead my entire congregation in prayer at the Kotel.  It just wasn’t an option and now it is, and I am glad that we made use of it, and I look forward to making use of it again!

There is much that can be said about our trip, and I’m not going to tell you everything tonight.  I need something left for next High Holy Days!  But I want to end with an opportunity we all have to help ensure that the egalitarian prayer spaces will remain and that the holiest site for all Jews will indeed be open to all Jews and their many and varied practices.  As I mentioned at the High Holy Days, this year, there is an election for the World Zionist Organization, which forms the backbone of the Jewish Agency, which was responsible for the compromise creating the egalitarian prayer space.  You can all participate, well almost all of you.  Every Jew over the age of 18 is eligible to vote.  It does cost $10 per vote, which is used for administrative fees, but you can each vote, and while the pulpit is not usually, or ever, a place to tell you for whom to vote, tonight, I urge you to vote for the Reform Slate under the banner of ARZA, the Association of Reform Zionists of America. 

In the 2015 World Zionist Congress election, ARZA – REPRESENTING REFORM JUDAISM is campaigning for the following principles:
  • Women’s Rights & Gender Equality: We strive for an Israel in which gender equality is the rule – where men and women can pray as they wish and work and live together as equals, deserving of the same respect and honor.
  • Religious Equality: We envision and work for a society in which all denominations are treated fairly and with respect; an Israel in which all of us are accepted as Jews, regardless of our level of observance.
  • Two States; One Path to Peace: Lasting peace, security and stability for Israel, the Palestinians and the surrounding Middle East region is possible through a commitment to a two-state solution. Although the road may seem long, we must pursue the path to that peace every day.

A vote for ARZA ensures that funds from the Jewish Agency are allocated to Reform and liberal causes in Israel.  If the Reform Movement wins a large enough number of seats on the US delegation, then we can ensure that religious liberties will continue to expand in Israel.  We can work to ensure that all conversions will be accepted by Israel.  We can work to ensure that Reform Judaism in Israel gets funding on par with the government funding of Orthodox Rabbis.

This week we read in our Torah that Moses implores the Pharaoh to let the people go not because slavery is bad, but rather he tells the Pharaoh on God’s behalf to “Let my people go so that they may worship me!”  Freedom of worship, and freedom to worship how we choose is a right all Jews have in America.  It is not a right all Jews have equally in Israel.  You can help to change that.

Shabbat Shalom.

Monday, October 6, 2014

YK Morning 5775 - Our Legacy

This past December, a friend and I traveled to Austin, Texas.  Neither of us had ever been to Texas before, and so we decided to take a trip to see a part of the country we had never before had the chance to see.  And so, we went down to Texas, explored the area, tasted of the local delicacies, met up with a colleague, and had a chance to see the important sites, including a brief sojourn to San Antonio in order to see The Alamo.  Among our first stops upon our arrival in Austin was the LBJ library and museum on the campus of the University of Texas at Austin.  The building is quite imposing and its place on the University campus unmistakable.  A behemoth of a white rectangular building, up on a slight hill, surrounded by paved courtyards with the giant football stadium in the background, the Presidential Library and Museum walks a visitor through the life and career of LBJ.  From his humble beginnings in rural Texas teaching immigrant children, to the Oval Office, I learned much about LBJ and his legacy.

And that is what a museum is all about isn’t it, legacy?  What is it that a person did which is worthy of keeping forever?  What is it that a person made or painted or sculpted that society has decided is worthy of preservation?  In the case of LBJ, his legacy is clear, at least according to the museum.  The museum makes the case that were it not for the historic legislation that LBJ caused to be passed, President Obama would never have been elected.  Now, the museum doesn’t go so far as to say that, but the video clips and the thrust of the permanent exhibit make it clear that the curators and preservers of LBJ’s legacy believe, and want us to believe, that a distinct line of this nation’s progress as relates to race can be drawn from LBJ to Barack Obama.

And what a legacy that is.  Our nation has seen itself torn in two, again and again, over the issue of race.  Today, the museum tells us, things are better.  Today, the museum tells us, thanks to LBJ, the race issues which plagued our nation are more a thing of the past than the present.  LBJ was, after all, responsible for the passing of the Civil Rights act, the Voting Rights Act and the Great Society Legislation, which gave aid to education, Medicare, Medicaid, and fought against poverty.  The LBJ Museum wants us to know that it’s thanks to LBJ that we have many of the laws and rights we take for granted.

And his legacy endures, in some ways.  This year was the 50th anniversary of the signing of the Civil Rights Act.  The desk on which LBJ signed the legislation into law is on display at the Museum, as is the pen he used.  50 years ago, the Civil Rights Act of 1964 outlawed discrimination based on race, color, religion, sex, or national origin.  It removed obstacles to voting and removed segregation in schools, places of business and public institutions.  50 years ago, the Civil Rights Act changed this nation and moved us toward a more perfect union, toward a better society.  And, in truth, LBJ’s legacy endures in these landmark pieces of legislation that continue to form the backbone of racial equality in this nation.

With 50 years working toward racial equality in this nation under our belts, one would think that this nation would be more evolved when it comes to race.  The Library and museum seem to tell us we should be.  And yet, in the last months, and most prominently this summer, our nation’s old wound was opened again.  Michael Brown, an African American young man, was shot fatally by a police officer in Ferguson, Missouri, just outside of St. Louis.  If only this were a solitary incident.  Closer to home, on Staten Island, Eric Garner died in police custody after a choke-hold was used to subdue him during an arrest.  Last month, in South Carolina, at a seemingly routine traffic stop, Levar Jones, an unarmed black man was shot multiple times by a police officer after he went back into his car to retrieve his license, as instructed by the police officer. 

This is not an indictment on the police.  The overwhelming majority of police officers work hard and put their lives in danger and in harm’s way each and every day to keep their communities safe.  They are family men and women, who show kindness, compassion, bravery and care on a day to day basis, as they face more complicated threats and more and more lenient gun legislation.  There are some questions about the particular police officers involved in these incidents and the amount of force and firepower that is becoming commonplace among police departments, but more striking, and more important for our nation to grapple with, is the fact that in each of these incidents, and the many others over the last many years, the victim was unarmed and was black.

It has been 50 years since LBJ signed the civil rights act into law, and we, as a nation, still have some soul searching to do about what we value and what we believe civil rights and equality really mean.  It has been 50 years since the Civil Rights Act became law, and there is still a wide gap between what it means to be white in this nation and what it means to be something else.

As modern Jews in 21st century America, we have been subsumed into white culture.  Or maybe, we pushed ourselves in and demanded a place.  Yes, Jews are still distinct, but the fact of the matter is, we are a minority primarily living and working as a part of the majority.  But it wasn’t so long ago that signs reminded us of who we weren’t.  No Dogs or Jews allowed, the signs told us.  As a minority, the rights of other minorities ought to be as important to us as our own.  And, we have a legacy of being a part of the solution to societal inequality that we ought not forget.

“The Civil Rights Act of 1964 and the Voting Rights Act of 1965 were drafted in the conference room of Religious Action Center of Reform Judaism [in Washington DC], under the aegis of the [Southern Christian] Leadership Conference, which for decades was located in the RAC's building.  During the Civil Rights Movement, Jewish activists represented a disproportionate number of whites involved in the struggle. Jews made up half of the young people who participated in the Mississippi Freedom Summer in 1964.”[1] Among those Jews were Andrew Goodman and Michael Schwerner, of blessed memory, who gave their lives, alongside James Charney, in the fight for freedom and equality in what has come to be known as the Mississippi Burning.

“Leaders of the Reform Movement were arrested with Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. in St. Augustine, Florida, in 1964 after a challenge to racial segregation in public accommodations. Most famously, Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel marched arm-in-arm with Dr. King in his 1965 March on Selma.”[2]  As Jews, and as Reform Jews in particular, we have a legacy of working toward equality in this country and doing whatever we can in order to further the causes of life, liberty and happiness for all.  Of late, however, our voices have been too quiet.  Of late, we have not spoken out enough about the issues of race that continue to plague our nation. 

These United States, from the outside, seemed to be doing better than ever in terms of race.  After all, the first family is African American.  Doesn’t that mean we are post-racial, even if the election of the president brought out the worst among some of our countrymen?  No.  It doesn’t.  It means we’ve made progress, but there is much more to do.  This summer’s protests in Ferguson in reaction to the shooting death of Michael Brown and the other young black men in this country show us exactly how far we are from being post-racial, how far we are from having race be a thing of the past.  They show us that the mask of tolerance and acceptance under which we go about our daily lives is only just that, a mask, hiding the reality of inequality based on race that continues to this day.  An inequality that is systematized into the penal code and played out in incarceration rates and policies like Stop and Frisk.  An inequality that tells the authorities that they can, and indeed should, be listening in on calls and communications just because someone happens to be Muslim.  An inequality that plays out in employment rates, graduation rates and access to loans and mortgages.  An inequality that continues to try to disenfranchise voters.  An inequality that persists even as the Supreme Court rules that voting rights and discrimination are no longer at issue, as they gut the preclearance elements of that same Voting Rights Act that LBJ signed into law.

Fifty years after the Civil Rights Act and 49 years after the Voting Rights Act, the inequality in our land cries out to us, and it demands that we work to create a new legacy for the next generation.  A legacy of equality and justice for all.  A legacy which puts into action the motto of this great nation: out of many, one.

But this summer, as the mask of a post-racial America was torn off another mask was torn off as well.  How can we focus on race in this country, while throughout this nation and in other nations, the ugly face of anti-Semitism was front and center again.  We focus on it because the Anti-Semitism whose resurgence we witnessed with shock and dismay, and which infiltrates quickly due to the New Media is related to the racism which we see continuing in this nation.  They are related because this summer we have had the opportunity to witness that we as a species are not as evolved as we had hoped to be by 2014.  We are not as open to others and differences as we would have thought in the aftermath of the disastrous conflicts of the 20th century.  We haven’t learned our lesson yet, as humans on this earth, and we seem to forget too easily that we are more alike than we are different.  That we are all created in the same image.

In response to the war between Israel and Gaza many protests against Israel included, in commonplace incidents, placards, posters, and chants the likes of which we have not seen in many years.  Throughout Europe’s capitals, those bastions of tolerance and culture, riots and protests against Jews continued, putting Jewish communities in danger and on high alert.  But the posters and the slogans weren’t the extent of the violence.  Jews in Europe and even here in America, faced violent attacks.  Antiemetic incidents were so prevalent that a Twitter and a Tumblr feed were started called “Everyday Anti-Semitism” which tried to catalogue the numerous attacks in print, at protests, and which people reported. 

But the war in Gaza was simply pretense.  In Brussels, in May, well before the war began, four tourists were shot at the Jewish Museum in that city.  This is the kind of incident with which we have become all too familiar.  Whether it was the Chabad in India or the attack on the JCC in Argentina, we are used to a certain number of lone wolf attacks, and perhaps we will never rid our world of this danger. 

But this summer, we saw more than just an isolated incident.  Jewish-owned stores and a pharmacy in Paris were firebombed and destroyed.  Synagogues in Germany have been firebombed, Jews in Sweden attacked and bludgeoned, a Synagogue in Paris besieged and its members forced to defend their place of worship from violent anti-Semitic protests posing as anti-Israel protests.  In London, shouts of “Death to the Jews,” or “Hitler was right” among other chants, were heard as a part of the more than 100 reported anti-Semitic attacks in England in July.  Posters depicting Israel as equal to the Nazis were commonplace.  And even on New York’s Upper East Side, a Jewish couple was harassed and attacked.  More recently, a rabbi in Mississippi was asked to leave a restaurant because he was Jewish and took offense to the waiter’s description of a “Jewish salad,” though that incident is disputed by the restaurant's owner.

There are, of course, differences between what is happening now and what happened in the Europe of the 1930's.  The Anti-Semitism today is not state-sponsored as it had been for many centuries.  In fact, many leaders of Europe, notably France, Germany and Italy, have publicly and loudly condemned the attacks and have done their best to try and stop them.  In Germany, a country for which firebombing of a synagogue dredges up memories of a hate-filled past that nation has worked hard to overcome, a rally against hate and against anti-Semitism drew thousands of people and was headlined by the Chancellor and Prime Minister.

None of this is meant to be alarmist nor to scare us into staying at home or force us all to decide to move to Israel.  But it is important that we are aware of what is happening in the world.  According to an Anti-Defamation League poll[3] completed over the last year, fully 26% of adults worldwide harbor anti-Semitic attitudes.  That number jumps to 34% in Eastern Europe and 74% in the Middle East.  The numbers are much lower closer to home.  Only 9% of Americans and 19% of people in the Americas harbored negative views of Jews.  None of this is surprising.  Anti-Semitism has existed for as long as there have been Jews.  It existed before the conflict in Gaza, and sadly, it will exist even after a true and enduring peace is established, may it happen in our days.

I have been studying Sefer HaYashar with some colleagues over the last few months.  Sefer HaYashar is a midrashic collection, which means that it takes the stories of the Bible and elaborates on them to fill in the gaps and answer some of the questions that come up when reading the Bible.  For example, what was Abraham’s childhood like?  This question is raised because the Torah introduces Abraham as an adult with no description of his youth.  Sefer HaYashar answers some of these questions.  And, since this collection most likely dates from a post-crusader time frame, the stories take on a slightly different cultural resonance.

Sefer HaYashar talks at length about Abraham and why he left his land to go to Canaan.  The Torah tells us that it is because God told him to go with the famous words “Lech Lecha”.  But that’s only part of the story, according to this Midrash.  Sefer HaYashar posits the young Abram as a believer in the one God, as opposed to the rest of the population, especially Nimrod, the King of Ur.  The King makes multiple attempts to kill Abram including by throwing him in a furnace and by shunning him.  None of these work, and Abram hides from the king for many years, taking refuge in Noah’s home, and continuing to learn the ways of God. 

At a certain point in time, the king has a dream which is interpreted to mean that Abram will cause the king’s death and destruction to the kingdom.  Abram hears of this and says the following: “Let us arise and go to Canaan, out of the reach of injury from [the king], and serve the Eternal…and cast away all the vain things.” (Sefer HaYashar, ch. 12)

It is Abraham who makes the decision to flee Ur, making it as far as Haran.  And he flees because the powers that be don’t like the religion he practices.  By putting Abraham in the same position which the Jews of the Middle Ages found themselves, namely forced to flee on account of their belief, this Midrash makes a point to say that as Jews we have always had to deal with this.  Since Abraham, we have had to contend with people who dislike us merely because of who we are and what we believe.

From this story, we see that in the Middle Ages, Jews projected the animosity they felt back in time, believing it to be something we have no choice but to contend with.  The ADL survey makes the same point.  Anti-Semitism exists and we need to be aware of it, and work to combat it in every way we can.  Just because it exists, though, doesn’t mean that Jewry is necessarily in danger.  One of the many legacies that has been passed down to us is a resilience of the Jewish people: a legacy of endurance even in the face of difficulty, even in the face of hatred.

Anti-Semitism persists, just as racism persists.  And this summer we witnessed a shattering of our complacency and the breaking of a sense of security we may have felt, as we recognized that the Gaza protesters weren’t talking about Israel, or just about Israel, but they were talking about Jews, all Jews.  They were talking about us.  They were talking about you.  And they were talking about me.

And so what can we do?  How do we combat these pernicious elements of our world that seem to never be abated?  There are a number of actions we can take. 

First, let us recognize what we are already doing.  By being a part of a congregation, and bringing your family here with you, you help to foster a strong Jewish identity in yourself and your family.  Don’t underestimate this.  Recognize the gift that you are giving your family: the gift of Jewish community.  The gift of Jewish community is a gift of finding pride in who we are.  And regardless of what others think, we can counter that with our pride and our sense of self.  Studies show that once Jews are no longer an abstract to people, meaning that after someone meets and befriends a Jewish person, their opinion of Jews in general tends to be more positive.  How much more so will this be the case if we exhibit a tremendous and unabashed pride in who we are.

Next, we can support worldwide Jewry by making our voices heard as a part of the upcoming Zionist Congress, though our votes and our donations.  The Zionist Congress distributes billions of dollars annually to fund Jewish education and shape the Jewish nature of Israel and communities worldwide.  Every Jewish adult is eligible to vote.  By voting, we make known that we care about what happens to Jews all over the world, and that we will not abide living in a world where Jews are under attack and threat.  By voting we put into action the axiom “kol Yisrael arevim zeh l’zeh,” that all Jews are responsible to one another. 

Next, we must look inside ourselves.  We ought to take care with the words we use and work to combat any latent prejudices we might harbor.  It is not easy to look inward, but if this day, this Yom Kippur, can teach us anything, it is that we have the ability to look inside ourselves, find those parts of us we wish to make better and then resolve to make those parts better.  In our public confessional, we comment on the ways we have harmed others, whether by baseless hatred or xenophobia.  Let us work every day against these most base parts of who we are.  Let us also speak out against hate speech.  Hate speech is destructive and if left unchecked easily adopted as normative.  And it is not just hate speech against Jews we ought to concern ourselves with.  We can follow and continue the legacy of the previous generations of Jews who fought and died to make this nation better and more tolerant for everyone, regardless of race, religion, national origin, gender, or sexuality.

We can hold our officials to task.  If we believe in Voting Rights, we need to tell our representatives.  If we believe in non-discrimination policies, we need to make our voices heard.  We may not have the ability or time to put our lives on hold and get on a bus to go make change, but we can all pick up the phone or send an email to our congressperson or senator, both state and national.  By speaking up for what we believe, we work toward what we thought we had all along.  We work toward a nation and a planet neither of which will be putting on airs of tolerance and acceptance, but rather will be veering toward justice. 

Perhaps we thought everything was taken care of because laws have been passed and changed to make this nation more equal, and to provide equal rights for all.  But we forgot what is required alongside legislation like the Civil Rights Act.  When he signed the bill into law, LBJ said the following:

This Civil Rights Act is a challenge to all of us to go to work in our communities and our States, in our homes and in our hearts, to eliminate the last vestiges of injustice in our beloved country…So tonight I urge every public official, every religious leader, every business and professional man, every workingman, every housewife—I urge every American—to join in this effort to bring justice and hope to all our people—and to bring peace to our land.”[4]

Let us continue to join in the efforts to bring justice and hope to all people.  Let us work to ensure a bright future free from hatred and division for the Jewish community worldwide, and for our nation. 

Let that be our legacy.

G’mar Chatimah Tovah




[1] http://rac.org/Articles/index.cfm?id=21347
[2] Ibid
[3] http://global100.adl.org/
[4] -Remarks upon Signing the Civil Rights Bill (July 2, 1964)http://www.lbjlibrary.org/exhibits/civil-rights#sthash.w7KFMazC.dpuf

Kol Nidre 5775 - Leadership in the Bible and at Temple Emanu-El

“When the word reached the king of Nineveh, he rose from his throne, took off his robe, put on sackcloth and sat in ashes.  And he had the word cried through Nineveh: ‘By decree of the king and his nobles: every man and beast – of flock or herd – shall not taste anything!  They shall not graze and they shall not drink water!  Let them be covered with sackcloth – man and beast – and call mightily to God.  Let every person turn back from his evil ways and from the injustice which is in his hand.  Who knows, God may turn and repent, and turn back from His wrath, so that we do not perish.’”[1]  These words end chapter 3 of the book of Jonah, the afternoon Haftarah for Yom Kippur.  In this short section, we learn a lot about this king of Nineveh.  But how did we get here?

Jonah is sent by God to warn the people of Nineveh of their impending doom if they do not repent from their ways.  At first, Jonah doesn’t want to go, and he runs in the other direction.  Well, as we all know, you can’t hide from God and so God causes Jonah to be swallowed by a large fish, sometimes translated as whale, and spit out at Nineveh.  Jonah walks into the city and begins to tell the people of God’s judgment against them.  

And then our story picks up.  The people immediately begin to repent after hearing Jonah’s prophesy.  And then word reaches the King.  The King doesn’t ever meet Jonah.  Jonah never makes it to the palace.  But the king begins to repent anyway.  He has seen his people do it. He knows that he and his city have angered God and invoked God’s wrath.  And so, the King does what any good leader would do, and he leads by example.  Not only does he insist that he and the nobles repent and fast, but he insists that everyone in the city do it, too, including the beasts!

Typically, when we talk about The Book of Jonah, we focus our attention on the prophet Jonah and the themes of repentance and listening to God.  But let us, for a moment, focus on this king of Nineveh. What is it about this king that makes him a good leader?  We don’t know that much about him.  He allowed his city to get out of control.  Otherwise, what would Jonah be doing there?  But, we do know that he pays attention to and takes seriously the threats that are leveled against his city.  Then, he works to ensure that his city is safe and secure, by whatever means necessary.  He shows a true sense of leadership, if a little late in the game.  He protects his people, and takes part in the work that needs to be done.  He doesn’t wait for the proclamation from Jonah to come to him.  He hears of it, takes it seriously, and acts.

The King of Nineveh presents one kind of leader.  If you had to think of what it means to be, or what it takes to be, a leader, what would you include on your list of qualifications?  If you had to picture the ideal leader, what would he look like?  How would she act?  What is it about them that makes them a leader? 

***

God calls to Moses from the Burning Bush.  Moses’ first reaction, often interpreted as a sign of modesty, is to say: “ מִי אָנֹכִי, כִּי אֵלֵךְ אֶל-פַּרְעֹה  Who am I, that I should go to Pharaoh and that I should bring the people out of Egypt?”[2]  Who am I?  He questions his fitness to lead.  But it’s also more introspective.  “Who am I?  Mi Anochi?”  What do I bring with me that will allow me to lead?  What are the parts of me that allow me to help the people out of their difficult situation?

The first step to leadership is to know and understand who we are.  Each of us must come to know what it is that drives us.  Who are we to be leaders?  Who are we to take up these tasks? 

Just before Moses asks this question, God reminds him that he is an Israelite.  God ensures that Moses knows why this upcoming mission is important to him.  Who are you?  God answers: You are an Israelite, and you will be a leader of the Israelites.

Moses continues his inquiries.  “Behold, when I come to the children of Israel, and say to them: The God of your fathers has sent me to you; and they shall say to me: “What is His name?” what shall I say to them?”[3]  Moses immediately begins to process what it will take to free the people.  He knows that the most difficult part of the process won’t be dealing with the Pharaoh; it will be dealing with the people.  Moses recognizes the challenges ahead and works to overcome them.  When Moses asks God what to tell the people, he understands that they will need convincing, perhaps as much as the pharaoh.

Ultimately, God will ensure the people know the answer.  The plagues that God sends via Moses and Aaron are not just for the Egyptians to suffer, they are also to convince the Israelites about God and God’s power.  Moses gets this immediately. His first concern is how to ensure that his constituency will follow his lead.  He intrinsically understands the complications that can arise from being a leader.

Know who you are. Ask the right questions. Discover and address the potential pitfalls.

***

The people are at the Sea of Reeds.  They see the water before them.  The desert behind them, with Egypt not so far beyond that.  The chariots of the Pharaoh’s army approach and the people cry out: “Is it because there were no graves in Egypt that you have taken us away to die in the wilderness? Why did you do this to us, bring us forth out of Egypt?”[4]  Their fear and frustration, just a handful of days into their journey is about to boil over.  They are ready to go back to Egypt.  They are ready to surrender.  Even as Moses stretches his hand out over the waters as instructed by God.  Even as God promises to redeem the people and allow them to cross on dry land.  Even as they have witnessed the plagues and the pillar of fire and the pillar of cloud, the people are nervous.  They are scared.  They are entering the unknown, the wilderness.  Nothing is happening.  Moses waits, trusting in God.  The people’s restlessness is palpable. 

Just then, one man, Nachshon ben Aminadav, takes a first step into the waters.  They are cool on his feet, and the sand gives way beneath his weight.  He trusts in God, and in Moses.  He takes another step.  The people behind him point and deride his foolishness.  “He’ll drown!”  They call out.  The cries of the children and the shouts of the men and women don’t faze him, though.  He is determined.  He takes another step in.  The water up to his knees.  His tunic weighted down as he moves forward into the surf.  Another step.  Another step. 

The water is at his chest now, and the screams of the people behind him comingle with the waves and the water sloshing about his body.  He is cold.  He is wet.  He does not doubt.  Moses, above, arms outstretched, awaiting God’s action. The people, on the shore, crying out in distress.  And Nachshon, taking one more step, until the waters reach up to his nostrils.  “God will save us,” he thinks to himself.  He takes one more step.  A step that will submerge him completely into the salty waters.  His toe hits the sand beneath. He begins to lose his balance, the weight of the water pushing him around.  Just then, as he prepares to breathe his last, the waters part and his foot falls on dry sand beneath.

God has saved the people, but God needed someone to take the plunge.  Someone to trust completely in the project at hand, put aside the doubts and the difficulties, and take a step into the unknown. 

***

The people have entered the land.  Joshua has led them valiantly and they have conquered cities and countryside alike.  The tribes settle into their allotted lands.  But there are dangers about, surrounding the people on all sides, other tribes, other nations.  Wars of conquest continue throughout the time of the Judges.  One of the judges, overseeing the region of Ephraim, Deborah is known for her wisdom and candor.  She is a prophet as well as a judge. She sets up her court under a palm tree, flourishing in righteousness, resting in its shade.  The people come from far and wide to seek her counsel.  They bring their questions and their disputes to her.  She judges fairly and recognizes the threats on the horizon.

She calls her general, Barack ben Abinoam to battle on Mt. Tabor, against the Canaanite enemy, which seeks the Israelites’ destruction.  Go to the mountain, engage Sisera the Canaanite captain, and defeat him.  But Barack is nervous.  He knows what he’s up against.  He doesn’t want to go alone.  “Come with me.”  He says to Deborah. “If you go, I will go.  But if you do not, I will not go fight.”[5]

"Ok, “she says. But this is not her task.  This is not what she is commanded to do. She is to be a judge and a prophet, and relay God’s message.  She is no general.  She is no military woman.  “Ok,” she says.  “But know that if I come with you, you will receive no glory, for the enemy will not be delivered into your hand, but into the hand of a woman.”[6]

And so they went together, to battle.  Deborah, Barack and 10,000 men to defeat the Canaanites.  Deborah was not afraid to go.  Though it was not her assigned duty, to lead the army, to go off to battle… Though it took her out from under her palm tree, her known place… Though she was not a strategist of battle… Still, Deborah went.  She led her people to battle.  She stepped out of her comfort zone, out of what she thought she would be able to do, out of the role to which she had become accustomed.  She led her people by being willing to do something different, because it had to be done.

***

The Temple is built in Jerusalem.  The people come from all over Israel three times a year to offer sacrifices to God.  But this day is different.  This day, The Day, Ha-Yom, Yom haKippurim, the ceremony is unique for the year.  This day all the people of Israel, from the chieftains and the priests to the woodchoppers and waterdrawers look to one man, the Kohen Gadol, the High Priest, to absolve them of their wrongdoing by casting their sins out on a goat which is sent off a cliff, into the wilderness, to carry away the wrongdoings of the people and render them clean.

To accomplish this ritual, the High Priest first must prepare.  The ritual begins at dawn.  He is clothed in white linen from head to toe.  Before he can go into the Holy of Holies, the innermost sanctum of the Temple on Mt. Moriah to pronounce the unpronounceable name of God, the secret eternal word that only he utters and only on this day, the word that purifies and cleanses the people, the word that destroys should it be misused… Before he can utter that word, he prepares.  He atones and is purified.  But, as with all his actions, there is an order, a seder, to the work, the Avodah, he is about to perform.  There is a crescendo of purification, showing his place among the people and the People’s place before God.

He first atones for his sins.[7]  He presents a bull to the Eternal, its pleasant odor, its reach nichoach, reaching up to the heavens in pillars of smoke.  He cleanses his soul of its sins.  

He then proceeds to consider his family. He atones for his family.  He makes expiation for the entire house of Levi, the Kohanim and the Levi’im, for the wrongs they have committed, for the errors of judgment or errors of procedure over the last year.  They are purified and cleansed of sin.

He considers the people Israel.  All they have done that they should not.  All they have not done that they should.  He looks out at them and atones for their sins by sacrificing a goat to the Eternal.  By this goat, the people have atoned.  By this goat, the people are ready to be fully cleansed and renewed in their covenant with the Eternal for another year.  

He has atoned.  He has atoned for his family and his tribe.  He has atoned for the entire people.  He enters the Kodesh HaKodeshim, he places incense on the fire, so the room is filled with smoke and he pronounces the name of the Eternal, praying for himself, his family and the people, he trusts that God will not strike him down.  When he emerges, the people respond:  Baruch Shem Kavod Malchuto L’Olam Va’ed!  Praised be his glorious name, whose kingdom lasts forever!”  The people are cleansed.

The High Priest moves from personal concerns, to familial concerns to communal concerns.  His sins, his family’s sins, the people’s sins.  He addresses all of them, understanding his place in the community, how he and his family relate to the entire population and how much they have in common.  Truthfully, he knows that he is just like them.  He knows that he is mortal, that he has foibles and problems.  He understands who he is, but he also sees the bigger picture.  He can see himself in his entire family and in his entire population.

***

The Temple is destroyed.  The people are sent away.  They are in exile in Babylonia, weeping by the rivers, praying for return to their land, praying that they do not forget Jerusalem, their holy city.  They remember who they are, but they are crushed.  They recall the glory of their Temple, now a memory, distant, fading.  They are called to by a prophet of the Eternal, Isaiah.  Now, he reaches out to them with words of comfort.

They knew him from before the destruction, before the exile.  They didn’t listen to him, then, but they hear his messages now, in hindsight.  They didn’t pay heed to his words and his reminders.  God will punish you, he told them.  You are not acting properly, he admonished.  But the people didn’t listen.  His voice drowned out by the hustle and bustle of day to day business.  The wails and cries of the orphans and the widows drowned out by the too secular business of the Holy City.

Now, though, Isaiah doesn't continue to decry their wrongs and their misdeeds.  He offers words of comfort.  Words of consolation.  Comfort, Comfort, my people.[8]  Comfort, says the Eternal.  Isaiah knows there is a time and a place for warning and a time and a place for comfort.  There is a time to hold a mirror up to the people, to show them their wrongs.  Now is not that time. Now is a time to welcome the people with open arms and show them how to get back into God’s grace and God’s favor.  God wants the people to be comforted, even in their exile, but God also wants them to change. 

Isaiah knows when to be stern and when to be calm.  He understands what the people need and he doesn’t want to turn them away by reminding them that he foresaw this calamity and warned them.  No, now he sees the people in distress and he comforts them.

***

Over the next number of months, this congregation will be embarking on an initiative to refocus our leadership.  What is it that our leaders should be doing?  What is it that we expect of our leaders?  Who are our future leaders?  All of these questions will be answered, but more organically, by listening, by fostering relationships.  A group of congregants have already agreed to facilitate these conversations.  They are all being trained to help us reach the next part of who we are.  They will soon be reaching out to you and to our entire congregation to join in on these conversations. 

As a congregation, we need all kinds of leaders.  We need leaders like Moses who know what it takes to start the process.  We need leaders like Nachshon who are willing to take the first steps.  We need leaders like Deborah, not afraid to step out of what they are used to doing.  We need leaders like the High Priest who can see the personal as well as the communal.  And we need leaders like Isaiah who know when to comfort and when to challenge.  We also need leaders like the King of Nineveh, who knew when to heed the call, and make a change.  We need everyone to participate, because we all have the capability to be leaders, and the only way we will ensure that our congregation continues to support each of us and all of us is by all of us and each of us working to further our goals together.

Where is this congregation going?  Who will lead it on?  All of us and each of us.  Our sacred history shows us there is more than one way to lead.  Let us write the next chapters of this congregation’s sacred history together. 

G’mar Chatimah Tovah – May you be inscribed well in the book of life.




[1] Jonah 3:6-9
[2] Ex. 3:11
[3] Ex. 3:13
[4] Ex. 14:11
[5] Judges 4:8
[6] Judges 4:9
[7] After Lev. 16
[8] Isaiah 40:1