Bamidbar 5762 - May 10, 2002
Editor's Note
Is it possible to "do nothing"? Can two plus two equal five — in a math class? How do a group of Holocaust survivors recite the "confession of sins" on Yom Kippur — of the year 1945? From where do you get the conviction, fortitude and strength to defend the lives of your wife, children and people when the whole world insists that you're in the wrong? Is there a way to "move on" and "get ahead" in life without relinquishing the rootedness and permanence that is so important to our spiritual well-being? Can we feed what is special and unique in ourselves and in our loved ones, while also cultivating the awareness that every man and woman is of equal worth in G‑d's eyes?
Paradoxes are the stuff of life. And this week — as we wind down the Sefirah Count that leads to the festival of Shavuot and our annual Receiving of the Torah — is replete with paradoxes: doing nothing, calculating love, defiant remorse, a just war, a mobile home, and 603,550 equally unique souls. Click and read...
The finish line is in sight; a few more surges of body and mind and you are there. But at this very moment, you stop thinking, stop concentrating, cease all conscious effort, allowing a wave of nothingness to engulf you
Moses conducts an organized census totaling 603,550 draftable men. The tribes travel and camp in formation, and the three Levite clans dismantle, transport and reassemble the Tabernacle.
Moses conducts an organized census totaling 603,550 draftable men. The tribes travel and camp in formation, and the three Levite clans dismantle, transport and reassemble the Tabernacle.
A Chabad-Lubavitch Chassid who served in active combat in the recent fighting in Jenin shares some of his experiences and tells the truth of what really happened in the Jenin refugee camp
I see in his eyes the desire to give up. Around his lips I see the sadness and creeping despair. Have you looked into his eyes? My son's, I mean. The one who is having so much trouble in your math class
The year was 1945, just after the war. The place: a refugee camp somewhere in Germany. Jews just out of concentration camps had gathered in a barracks-turned-Synagogue for the Yom Kippur prayers
It’s G-d’s world. Everything He gives is good, the sweetest good.
But it is often a good far too great for us to understand. We imagine it is not good, because that’s the only way to make sense of it with our small minds.
Yet the truth is, He gives us all the good we can handle. If we could take more, He would g...
