Queen for the Day. 

It sounds like a royal treat. Everyone at your beck and call all day long. 

Queen for the Day was actually the name of a 1950’s television “reality” show that featured four women contestants who would share their tales of woe. The one whose hardships was the most heart rending would 

be showered with gifts. 

Not the path one would expect of a Queen. 

This week’s Torah portion is Chayei Sarah and it gives us some insight into our matriarch. 

The portion starts with a math word problem.  

We are told that 

“The life of Sarah was one hundred years, and twenty years , and seven years, the years of Sarah’s life.”

This sentence begs the question. 

Why 100+20+7? Why can’t we just say she was 127 years old when she died?

(I always did hate those math word problems!)

This bothers Rashi, the super commentator on the Torah, and he gives a number of explanations one of which is 

 to Sarah all her years were equal in goodness. 

How could Rashi make such a statement? 

Sarah’s life was full of trial, tribulation and disappointment. 

She was barren for 90 years, she was abducted by two powerful kings, she had to deal with Hagar and Yishmael and...

Sarah could have won Queen for the Day hands down. 

Yet Rashi teaches us that Sarah saw every episode of her life as “good”. 

There is an interesting Midrash that speaks of the famous Rabbi Akiva who was lecturing to his students and he saw they were dozing off in class. In order to wake them he shared a fascinating tidbit. 

Just as Sarah lived 127 years, so too did Queen Esther rule over 127 provinces. 

Interesting!

But not mind blowing. 

How was this supposed to stimulate the students to wake up and pay attention?

Master Chef. 

It is the eponymous title that is given to the winner of the competitive cooking reality television show. 

This evening JWCAtlanta was proud to introduce 

The Great Big Challah Bake Presents...Bring it Home, Shabbat Shalom. 

The program was a great success as winner of MasterChef Israel, Tom Franz, demonstrated three beautiful recipes which will enhance our Shabbat tables. 

At the end of his presentation, Tom shared some details of his personal journey. He was born a Catholic German who had very little connection to his religion. Through a series of events he traveled to Israel and became enamored of the country and its people. Despite some interest he was firmly rooted in Germany with family, friends and profession but he felt a connection to Israel he could not deny. Eventually Tom decided to convert to Judaism and made a life for himself in Israel. He married, and his wife, who recognized his culinary talents, convinced him to try out for MasterChef. 

Now Tom is an accomplished chef, author of cookbooks and has made his mark in the food world. His love of food was clearly evident as was his passion to use food to help celebrate Shabbat and create meaningful opportunities for family and friends to gather and have meaningful Jewish experiences. 

Perhaps most moving was Tom’s description of his family’s acceptance of his transformation. They were initially shocked by his decision to leave his family and career. But after his MasterChef win, numerous articles appeared in the German press detailing not only his accomplishments but also sharing his life’s journey.  The publicity created a groundswell of support and Tom’s parents were approached time and again by people who had read the story and were moved and impressed. This opened the door to allow his parents to embrace Tom’s journey. The food became the conduit for communication and acceptance.

To the degree that when Tom’s mom passed away, his father asked Tom to recite Kaddish for her. 

Tom used this vignette to highlight the knowledge and acceptance his father has gained as a result of his son’s journey. He, a Catholic German, is asking his Jewish son to recite Kaddish. It is quite astonishing. Tom said his father knows more about Judaism than one could ever imagine. 

As Tom was sharing his story I could not help but marvel at the parallel to the story of our patriarch Abraham. 

In last weeks Torah portion, Abraham was told to leave his homeland, place of birth and the house of his father. He begins his Lech Lecha journey to himself, developing his character and fine honing his special attribute of Chessed, loving kindness to others. 

This coming Monday is the 9th Yahrzeit of the passing of my Father. The year after his passing on Passover, I was sitting in synagogue,  waiting for the Yizkor service to begin. The Rabbi was giving a sermon. I must admit I wasn’t paying attention. I was feeling melancholy and missing my Dad. And then I sat up in shock as the Rabbi’s words began to penetrate. 

He was telling a story. 

It was my Dad’s favorite. My father was a wonderful raconteur and this one was a treasured pick. 

I couldn’t believe the “coincidence”. 

It felt like a kiss sent with love from afar. 

This is the story:

Shortly before Passover, a wealthy person of note went to his rabbi with a request. He understood that sometimes very righteous people merit a special opportunity to meet Elijah the Prophet. Elijah is perhaps the most beloved prophet in the Bible. He was a source of inspiration and will be the harbinger of the redemption, the light at the end of a long, dark journey.  The Prophet of consolation. 

This merchant desired the chance to meet this holy Prophet. Despite the Rabbi’s efforts to change his mind the man would not be deterred. Finally the Rabbi instructed him how to achieve this rare interaction. He told the gentleman to purchase a great deal of food and provisions. On the day before Passover was to begin he was to appear at the home of a destitute family, ask to be invited for  the Seder and when they would reply that they would love to invite him but they can’t even provide for their own, he should bring in all the foodstuffs and spend the holiday with them. Then he would merit seeing Elijah. 

The man followed the instructions to the letter. All went as planned. But no revelation of Elijah. After the holiday he returned to his mentor, greatly disappointed. The rabbi once again instructed the wealthy patron to load up his wagon and right before Shabbat go through the same routine. Then he would merit his heart’s desire. Once again all was done and the wealthy merchant approached the home of the needy family. He could hear the children crying to their Mother for food. She soothed them and  said to them: do not worry children, right before Passover we had nothing and Elijah the Prophet came, I am sure he will come again. 

The merchant knocked on the door and provided the family with the needed food. 

When he returned to the Rabbi and said once again he had not merited to see the holy Elijah.  The Rabbi responded: don’t you realize, for those people YOU were Elijah the Prophet. 

This week’s Torah Portion Is Lech Lecha. We are introduced to Abraham our forefather and the Torah will now begin to focus on this man and his family, the birthing of the Jewish people. 

Gd gives Abraham a directive, an imperative command 

“go for yourself, from your land, from your relatives, and from your fathers home to the land I will show you.”

If you were being told to go on a journey what would be your first question? Like the New York cabbie:

Where to? 

Abraham begins a trek without a destination. 

Why doesn’t Gd tell him where he is going?

Rashi, the super commentator answers that Gd wanted to reward Abraham for every step of the journey. Because reaching the final destination is not the goal. It’s the attempt you make to get there and what you do along the way. 

Abraham had to put his faith in Gd and began the journey. 

“Shabbat is the day we stand still and let all our blessings catch up with us” 

Rabbi Jonathan Sacks

Jwcatlanta is gearing up for our annual participation in the the Shabbat Project, international celebration of Shabbat which was created by South Africa’s Chief Rabbi Warren Goldstein. 

This year we veer from our Challah bake modality and instead bring you Chef Tom Franz, winner of Israel’s Master Chef, who will lead us in a preparation of a fabulous Shabbat meal, while sharing his unique story and revealing how Shabbat allows him to fully count his blessings. 

We hope you will join us on October 21 for this tantalizing event. 

This weeks Torah portion is Noach. The name Noach means pleasant and is also related to the word nach which means to rest. 

On Shabbat we enjoy the Menucha or the opportunity to take the time to stop the constant creation and commotion which consumes us and allows us to just be. 

It is not a time of becoming -

It is a time of being!

We can focus and reacquaint ourselves with our family, friends and even our own inner selves. 

It’s the pause that refreshes. 

We also turn to the words of the weekly Parsha for inspiration and introspection and glean timely nuggets which can energize us once we move from the serenity back into the maelstrom of daily life. 

“Impossible is Nothing”

is the title of a current publicity campaign created by Adidas. 

It features athletes who have overcome challenges and have succeeded beyond their wildest expectations despite the formidable tests they needed to overcome. 

One of the athletes featured in the campaign is Beatie Deutsch, diminutive marathon runner, a 31 year old Orthodox mother of five, who began running at the age of 25. In 2018 Beatie Deutsch was the first placed Israeli in the Jerusalem marathon and in 2019 she won first place in the Israeli National  Championships with a time that was the the fifth best result of all time for Israeli female runners. 

All the while running in a skirt!

In 2020 she qualified for Olympic ranking as one of the top 80 women runners in the world. 

However when the Tokyo Olympics was postponed due to Covid the women’s marathon was moved from Sunday to Saturday which precluded her participation as she is Shabbat observant and could not run on Shabbat. 

She appealed the change but was denied by the IOC. 

There have been plenty of challenges in Beatie’s race to stardom, but she perseveres with faith and determination. 

Just two days ago she suffered another major disappointment. 

After training intensively, being completely prepared and in peak physical condition, Beatie ran the first half of the Berlin marathon in top form. 

And then her body gave out. She was able to complete the race but it was a disaster. Her body  gave way and she later found out that she had contracted Covid which completely sapped her strength. 

All of her intensive training was for nought. 

Her hopes and dreams were dashed in a moment. 

In a recent post on the subject

Beatie shared a powerful insight

“Our lives are a patchwork of highs and lows, victories and setbacks. There is so much we can’t control but what we can always control is the theme song running throughout. Do we embrace the challenges in our life and view them as an opportunity to become stronger.”

We have just completed our own marathon, the High Holiday season of prayer, introspection, reflection and serious bouts of eating which has now come to the finish line. 

The black ribbon of highway of the coming year stretches before us and we hope that our “training” has prepared us for the hills and dales that will appear. 

The days after the holidays we are coming down from that spiritual pinnacle and we hope to take some of that  energy and incorporate that into our daily lives.

Eats, Shoots and Leaves is a non-fiction book which bemoans the state of punctuation in American lingua franca. 

The title of the book is the punch line of a joke about a panda who goes into a restaurant. 

If the comma is in the wrong place it seems the panda eats, shoots (to kill) and then leaves. It really is supposed to be a description of the panda, who eats a diet of shoots and leaves. 

Another version of this idea is exemplified by the phrase - 

Let’s eat Grandma. 

Depending on where you put the comma will totally change the message. 

Either we are calling Grandma to dinner, or, she IS dinner. 

This past week in our synagogue during the reading of the Torah portion the reader stopped suddenly in mid-sentence. He was peering intently at the black letters on white parchment in the Torah and then called the Rabbi down for a consultation. The law is that if a single letter in the Torah is cracked, erased or missing, it invalidates the scroll and needs to be repaired before it can be read from, so a clarification was required before the reading could continue. 

Why does it matter if a letter is missing? 

Why would it make the entire scroll invalid?

The Torah is comprised of 600,000 letters, each one vital to the completion and usability of the scroll. If even one is missing the whole scroll is invalid. 

The 600,000 letters are symbolic of the souls of the Jewish people. 

Each soul is vital. 

If even one soul is missing the fabric of the Jewish people is incomplete. 

This reminds us that each and every one of us has a unique role to fulfill in the eternal production of humanity. 

There is only one you. 

When I was a little girl I was very careful not to upset my Mother. 

But being a little girl sometimes I did. 

There was one thing that would upset my Mother more than anything else. 

When I would fight with my sister. 

(Now I know you are shaking your head in disbelief, but fight I did!)

My Mother was an only child herself. Whenever we would fight she would always tell us

“I wish I had a sister. We never would have fought. Why on earth would you fight with a sister?”

Spoken like a person who never experienced sibling rivalry!

We are now in the midst of the 10 Days of Repentance. 

This an opportunity for us to take stock of our challenges and recalculate and recalibrate on the journey towards becoming a better version of ourselves. This culminates in Yom Kippur when we stand before Gd having done some repair. 

The Mishna in the Tractate Yuma states however, that Yom Kippur does not atone for sins committed between one person and another unless one has sought to appease whoever they have wronged and received forgiveness. 

The power of Yom Kippur to atone for sins cannot be activated unless we have assuaged any hurt feelings. 

This seems very challenging. How do we know how to do this?

We actually know exactly what to do!

This is the time of year when one of the songs in the Top 40 is the irresistible ditty

 Dip the Apple in the honey...may you have a sweet New Year

T.T.T.O Oh My Darling Clementine!

If you are not familiar with this catchy tune, you can find it on YouTube to enhance your Rosh Hashana experience. 

One of my kids, back in his preschool days, took poetic license with this song and insisted on changing  the word honey and replacing it with the word ketchup, despite many eye rolls from an older (read 6 year old) sibling. 

When asked about the change from the traditional honey, the child answered, because I don’t like honey, I like ketchup. 

There’s always one in every crowd. 

But it does beg the question. Do we have to dip the apple in honey?  If we are hoping for a sweet year why not use sugar or even ketchup if that captures your fancy and tastebuds?

And perhaps even more profoundly, besides perhaps providing some entertainment for the preschool set,  why are we indulging in this activity at all?

We are coming close to the end of the book of Deuteronomy, a book which consists of a long speech which Moses delivers at the close of his life. 

In the speech Moses reviews the history of the Jewish people, the joys and tragefies which have taken place and speaks about entering the Land of Israel. 

There is discussion of what society will look like once they live in the land, all the commandments regarding agriculture as well as the judicial system and the ethical standards to which we should strive. 

This week’s Parsha, Ki Tavo, has only 6 commandments or mitzvot, one of which is the law to tithe or give 10% of ones earnings to charity. This speaks to the sensitivity we hope to cultivate in ourselves to see those around us who are in need and take responsibility for the care of the vulnerable. 

We are being trained to see.