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Passover Greetings from Rabbi Perkins
Nisan 5765
Jerusalem, Israel
Dear Friends,
I've had so many interesting experiences during the past few weeks,
I hardly know where to begin! Let me just share a few brief pre-Pesach
reactions.
Now I know how my fellow clergy in Needham feel every December
It is wonderful the way this country revolves around the Jewish
calendar. Already a month ago, it was clear that Pesach was coming.
As soon as Purim was over, the shops began to fill with kosher-for-Passover
food. Moreover, although this is the Land of Israel -- where we
have only one day of Yom Tov at the beginning and one at the end
of the festival, and therefore (unlike in the States) the holiday
technically lasts only seven days - in reality, Pesach lasts for
two weeks! All the school kids are off on vacation during the week
before as well as the week of Pesach, and many adults take a vacation
then as well. One of my son's classmates is going to Egypt today!
(I suppose it makes sense: going to Egypt and then leaving it before
the holiday can, theoretically, enhance one's seder experience.
On the other hand, vacating one's Sinai hotel room on the eve of
Pesach
-- it isn't quite the same as being expelled from
the country, is it?!) Speaking of hotel rooms, they are not easy
to be had here at this time of year. The country is filling up with
visitors from abroad who will soon occupy every hotel room and every
apartment in Jerusalem.
On the other hand, I had mixed reactions when I heard two advertising
jingles this morning. One was for a local supermarket, promoting
its specials. It was sung to the tune of "Dayeinu."
(You can imagine the lyrics: "If only we offered you oranges
at four shekels a kilo,
Dayeinu!" -- etc.) The
second, which was to me at once both amusing and bizarre, was an
advertisement for Volkswagen sung to the tune of the Mah Nishtanah!
(Just imagine hearing, "Why is this car different from all
other cars?") Oh, well. I suppose that this is the ultimate
fulfillment of the Zionist dream of turning our nation into a people
like all other peoples. All things considered, it is a positive
thing that even so-called "secular" Israelis turn to traditional
cultural references to express themselves. But it would be nice
if the commercialization of the holiday were not quite as blatant.
Other Israelis are also getting ready for the holiday. Everyone
seems to be scrubbing and cleaning. (I learned yesterday that more
cleaning products are sold during the two weeks before Pesach than
during the entire rest of the year!) On bulletin boards all over
Jerusalem this past week were placards advertising various drashot
(rabbinic talks) in honor of Shabbat Ha-Gadol - the so-called "Great
Shabbat" before Pesach -- on which it is traditional for rabbis
to speak about the laws and customs of Pesach in order to help their
followers prepare for the holiday. This year, because Pesach falls
on Saturday night, most of the drashot were given a week
earlier - i.e., yesterday afternoon and evening. I stopped by the
Yeshurun synagogue last night and was one of several hundred who
listened to Rabbi Shlomo Riskin. Tonight, the radio will broadcast
the drashah of Rabbi Mordecai Elon (the son of the late Justice
Menachem Elon of the Israeli Supreme Court) to those unable to attend
his standing-room-only talk at another local synagogue.
Now, for some Israel-inspired reflections on the themes of the
Seder
On the night of Pesach, we relive an amazing journey: mi-yagon
l'simcha, me-evel l'yom tov - from grief to joy, from mourning
to feasting. We re-enact the story of our people's resurrection.
In that re-enactment, we remind ourselves that, as is the case with
all liberations, this one did not come easily. There was bitterness,
and wailing, and tears and suffering. Redemption always comes with
a cost.
The same is true of Israel today. Israel is a strong country. The
country is so much more developed than I remember it being years
ago. There are several million new immigrants from the former Soviet
Union, from Ethiopia, and from all over the world, who are helping
to sustain this wonderful Jewish national homeland. And yet, the
country has suffered greatly to reach its present state, and there
may be more suffering ahead. Just the other day, I went on a hike
to Mount Scopus and was reminded of an attack on Hadassah doctors
and nurses exactly 57 years ago, on April 13th, 1948. Since, then,
of course, there have been many such sad episodes. Fortunately,
there has not been a successful terrorist attack here in Israel
for many weeks. People are considerably less anxious (though I wouldn't
say more relaxed) than they were last year. And yet the political
struggle with the Palestinians, as well as with Israel's more bellicose
Arab neighbor states, continues. Moreover, there is much domestic
unrest and anguish. Prime Minister Sharon's decision unilaterally
to disengage from Gaza and parts of Shomron remains controversial.
There continues to be talk of civil (and not so civil) disobedience.
(Just the other day, demonstrators disrupted an officer's graduation
ceremony at an army base - a major embarrassment for the army -
and undoubtedly more surprises lie ahead.) The residents of Gush
Kattif (the Gaza settlement bloc) and their supporters are traumatized,
and it remains unclear how resistant they will be this summer when
the evacuation of the settlements is scheduled to take place.
Clearly, we haven't yet achieved full ge'ulah (redemption).
Nonetheless, there is much to be thankful for and there is much
to celebrate. Let me put it as simply as possible: I feel enormously
privileged to be here. (You would feel the same way if you were
here - how soon is your next trip?) This is a vibrant, exciting
country where Judaism and Jewish culture are flourishing and in
which Jewish history is being made daily. What a blessing! What
a miracle! I hope and pray that Israelis - all of us, for that matter
-- will sing "Dayeinu" next week (with its original
lyrics!) with the intention with which it was composed: to remind
ourselves how far our nation, our people and our homeland has come
on the road me-avdut l'herut -- from enslavement to freedom.
Let me wish all of you a healthy and a happy Pesach. I hope and
pray that during the holiday all of us will gain a greater appreciation
of our identity as Jews and of the responsibilities that that identity
implies. Good Yom Tov to everyone!
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