Friday, June 16, 2006

Parshas Beha'aloscha

In this week's parsha, parshas Beha'aloscha (man, that's a bear to type), we encounter Bnei Yisrael's travels through the wilderness. There is an interesting Ramban that says that the pattern in which the Jewish people traveled in the desert mimicked the movement of the holy cloud that accompanied them. Certain times, the Jewish people would arrive at a horrible, barren place in the desert and the cloud would stay there for long periods of time. Other times, the Jewish people would arrive at a lush, beautiful place, yet only stay there for a day or two before the clould moved on. Constantly packing, unpacking, repacking, etc.

But an obvious question can be asked: Hashem doesn't just bounce us around from place to place like puppets for fun. What is the point in making the travels in the wilderness so burdensome and arbitrary? Obviously, this fact is coming to teach us something.

R' Dessler explains in his Michtav M'Eliyahu something that may seem obvious and something that is a common theme in a lot of my divrei torah - but something that shouldn't be forgotten. Hashem was teaching us that we are just like the nation that was led through the desert. Their travels, and our lives aren't always a smooth ride. Life throws us curveballs in the form of work, children, etc., just as Bnei Yisrael were thrown the curveball of being nomadic. But, that's life, and we see that no matter where the cloud took the Jewish people, they followed and continued their service of Hashem.

It's so easy for us to say, "Man, I'd really daven if I had some free time" or, "If there was only a little more time in the day I could learn." Hey, but that's life. You gotta ask yourself what exactly is important, and whether or not your knees are going to buckle like a 9-year old seeing a curveball for the first time, or are you going to adjust, sit back, wait for the curveball, and go with the pitch. Just as the cloud didn't stop wherever Bnei Yisrael wanted it to and just as a pitcher doesn't always groove us fastballs over the plate, life isn't always a smooth ride - it's all about adapting to the changes thrown at you, and still being able to serve Hashem and do mitzvos.


Anonymous MrsL said...

You're so right Al-B-Dee. I.E we've had a hellacious year at B.S. We weren't really used to it either. But as you said curve balls do come at you at times. Too bad we're not all as good of a ballplayer as you are. It might make things easier. But what doesn't kill you makes you stronger!!

5:02 PM, June 16, 2006


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