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    BETTER NOT BITTER

    We are living in the world of October 8, the
    aftermath. While October 8 is often
    understood as being synonymous with a

    world of increased anti-Semitism and Jew-
    hate, I am looking at a different October 8.

    The October 8 of increased kindness and
    understanding, of caring and reaching out
    between brothers. The October 8 of
    Kedoshim Tihiyu, You shall be holy.
    This Shabbos, we read the double Torah
    portion of Acharei Mos-Kedoshim. Acharei
    Mos, After the Death (of Nadav and Avihu,
    sons of Aaron HaKohein). Kedoshim
    Tihiyu, You Shall be Holy. To live the life of
    a kodosh, a holy one. Not to be spiritual just
    in heart and mind, but to bring that
    spirituality to action.
    The parsha gives us some of the ways to
    attain spirituality. Among them are honoring
    one’s parents, keeping Shabbos, not
    stealing, being honest, not gossiping, not to
    stand by when innocent blood is shed, not
    to take revenge, and to love one’s neighbor
    as oneself. Essentially to live one’s life
    knowing that there is a higher Authority

    Above to whom we must answer.
    Each day, in the Amida, we are reminded of
    this. “Atah Kodosh, You are holy,
    V’Shimcha Kodosh, And your Name is
    holy, U’kedoshim, b’chol yom yehallelucha,
    and holy ones praise You every day…” We
    say this prayer every day, but do we stop
    and think, who are the “holy ones”?
    While some explain that it refers to the
    angels above, other commentators explain
    it to be “the angels below” – the holy ones
    amongst us. People who live their lives as
    kedoshim.
    Being a kodosh is not limited to a select
    few. In fact, the Chumash tells us that the
    obligation to be holy was transmitted by
    Moshe to kol adas Bnei Yisroel, to the
    entire Jewish nation — men, women and
    children. Strong or weak, rich or poor,
    scholarly or simple, young or old…. All
    have the ability to be holy.
    After Aron’s sons perished, he didn’t
    become depressed, fall apart and crumble.
    Nor did he complain, become angry or
    bitter. Surely he was pained. But with it all,
    he found the strength to continue on with
    his avoda, his sacred duties as Aron

    HaKohein, Aron the High
    Priest.
    Acharei Mos-Kedoshim.
    It was after the death, after
    a most difficult time, that
    we learn from Aron what
    it means to be a kodosh.
    October 8 was a day of
    acharei mos, after the
    death. A day when so
    many rose and elevated
    themselves to become
    kedoshim, holy ones. I
    think of Jen Airley. Jen
    grew up in Miami, went to
    Israel after completing school, and met her
    husband, Rob, in Yerushalayim. They
    settled in the States, living in the 5 Towns,
    but the dream of making aliya was always
    on their minds. When their son Binyomin
    was a toddler, they lived their dream and
    made the move.
    Binyomin, a member of an elite IDF
    brigade, was killed in Gaza, protecting the
    country he and his family loved so much.
    Prior to October 7, Jen and Rob had
    purchased a home is Tzfat, intending it to
    be an Air B&B. It was to be an extra source
    of income. But after October 7, all that
    changed. The Airleys wanted Binyomin’s
    light, his way of constantly giving and
    doing for others, to continue shining. They
    wanted his memory to stay alive. So they
    did what Binyomin would have done.
    They gave, and continue to give to others.
    They converted their Air B&B into a
    respite home for soldiers on leave. A place
    where any soldier who feels that he needs
    to get away to rest and rejuvenate, can
    check into. The kitchen is always stocked,
    the beds are ready, and a therapist is
    always available. They even arrange for
    musical entertainment in the evenings.
    Jen could have become bitter. But she
    became better. She could have said it’s not
    fair, why my Binyomin, why my son.
    Instead, she said, what can I do to keep his
    light shining.
    Kedoshim tihiyu, You shall be holy.
    I think of Alon Mesika, whose 23-year-old
    son, Adir, was murdered on October 7.
    Adir never had a chance to propose to his
    girlfriend, Yuli. Alon didn’t become angry
    at the world. Like Jen, he wanted to do
    something positive to keep Adir’s memory
    alive. Alon, who is a jeweler, undertook to
    give engagement rings – valued up to
    $2,000 each – to soldiers, for their kallahs.
    To date, he has already given out 102
    rings. In the midst of his pain, he wants to
    do for others. To make the world a better,
    happier place.

    Kedoshim tihiyu, You shall be holy.
    And who doesn’t know the story of Yarden
    Bibas, who was held hostage, only to be
    released and learn that his wife and two
    beautiful children were cruelly murdered
    by Hamas. I can’t even fathom his pain.
    Yarden gave his children’s toys to Assuta
    Ashdod Hospital, where his sons Kfir and
    Ariel were born. He has undertaken a
    mission to encourage others to similarly
    give toys to young patients. “Every baby
    born here, and every child recovering here,
    is part of our victory over those who tried to
    destroy us.” A powerful statement from
    Yarden Bibas. To give even when one’s
    heart is breaking.
    Kedoshim tihiyu, You shall be holy.
    “Vayehi erev, vayehi boker, yom echad,
    And it was evening, and it was morning,
    one day.” Bereishis is the book of life
    lessons. In creating the first day, the
    Chumash tells us that it was night, it was
    morning, one day. Why not use the term
    yom rishon, the first day, as in yom sheini,
    the second day, yom shlishi, the third day,
    and so on.
    From here we learn a great lesson. It was
    dark. Symbolic of pain, challenge and
    difficulty. Then it became boker, light.
    Symbolic of renewal, goodness, and
    healing. The rays of sunlight came shining
    through. It is all part of that “one day”.
    Darkness and then light. Don’t despair,
    don’t lose hope. In fact, with our actions,
    every one of us can bring light into the
    world.
    The Hebrew word for friend is yedid. Yedid
    is spelled yud-dalet-yud-dalet. Within the
    word yedid are two words, each word
    spelled yud-dalet – yad and yad, hand and
    hand. When two hands are connected and
    work together, we have yedid, a friend. The
    gematria, numerical value of yedid is 28,
    the same numerical value as koach, meaning
    strength. When we work together, doing for
    each other, we not only create friendships,
    but we find the koach to grasp far beyond
    our natural reach. To make the bitter better.