This is a Parshah of choices. To go right or left. To live or to die. To walk straight or in curved lines.
The road is straight
Keep to it
And you will be blessed
Stray from it
And you will be cursed
What’s not to understand?
ה אַחֲרֵי יְהוָה אֱלֹהֵיכֶם תֵּלֵכוּ, וְאֹתוֹ תִירָאוּ; וְאֶת-מִצְוֹתָיו תִּשְׁמֹרוּ וּבְקֹלוֹ תִשְׁמָעוּ, וְאֹתוֹ תַעֲבֹדוּ וּבוֹ תִדְבָּקוּן. |
5 After the LORD your God shall ye walk, and Him shall ye fear, and His commandments shall ye keep, and unto His voice shall ye hearken, and Him shall ye serve, and unto Him shall ye cleave. |
Take my hand
And walk with me
Don’t be afraid, yes I burn, but only if you let go
The table is laden with delicacies
The family is all here
Who is knocking on the door then?
Your conscious is there covered in the pauper’s rags
כג רַק אֶת-דָּמוֹ, לֹא תֹאכֵל: עַל-הָאָרֶץ תִּשְׁפְּכֶנּוּ, כַּמָּיִם. |
23 Only thou shalt not eat the blood thereof; thou shalt pour it out upon the ground as water. |
So, I have a super funny story from my college years related to this mitzvah that is reiterated 3 times in this Parshah:
When I was a university student in the Soviet Union, I had a class called “Scientific Atheism”, which was as any other one a required class. We didn’t have a chance to choose them. Being in the last stages of pregnancy, I would not be able to get to my exams as this would be my due time, so I had arranged with my professor, a very nice, and, I think, believing Xtian lady, to write a paper instead and present it to class. Naturally, I wrote a paper on Judaism with no criticism. She let it slide, just asking me to write the word “criticism” at least within the title.
When I have presented the paper in front of my peers, only a few of whom were even remotely interested in the subject, a nice young lady, who had been to my house and ate at my table multiple times, said: “How come you never said anything about the blood you put in the matzah?”
What could I say? I was not yet 19, I could say nothing, except to start reiterating that “only thou shalt not eat the blood thereof; thou shalt pour it out upon the ground as water.” That much I knew even then. Funny, isn’t it? To this day I am wondering how an intelligent university student could ask a question like that. Looking around today, in the 21-century world, I am no longer surprised.
The Parshah also talks about the subject that is still too hard for me to deal with – mourning. So, I am leaving you with the words of Rabbi Sacks, much better than anything I could say.
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