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    PEKUDEI: A COVER-UP OF BIBLICAL PROPORTIONS

    A Tribute to My Dear Student Nadiv

    The Truth, the Whole Truth and…
    Harry gets stopped by a police car.
    When the police officer gets to his car,

    Harry says, “What’s the problem of-
    ficer?”

    Officer: You were going at least 65 in
    a 50mph zone.
    Harry: No sir, I was going 50.
    Wife: Oh Harry, You were going 70.
    Harry gives his wife a dirty look.
    Officer: I will also give you a ticket
    for your broken brake light.
    Harry: Broken brake light? I didn’t
    know about a broken brake light!
    Wife: Oh Harry, you’ve known about
    that brake light for months.
    Harry gives his wife a really dirty
    look.
    Officer: I am also going to book you
    for not wearing your seat belt.
    Harry: Oh, I just took it off when you
    were walking up to the car.
    Wife: Oh Harry, you never wear your
    seat belt.
    Harry turns to his wife and yells,
    “Shut your mouth!”
    The officer turns to the woman and
    says, “Madam, does your husband
    talk to you this way all the time?”
    Wife: “No, only when he’s drunk…”
    Smooth or Problematic?

    In the Torah, the building of the Mish-
    kan (Tabernacle)—culminated in the

    Torah portion of this week Vayakhel-
    Pekudei—is presented as a seamless

    flow of command, collection, and
    finally, construction. G-d commands
    Moses, Moses presents the people
    with the plans, the people respond
    over-enthusiastically, donating more
    than necessary (for the first and last

    time in Jewish history…), and all Mo-
    ses has to do is tell them when to stop.

    The construction goes ahead accord-
    ing to plan, and in no time at all—six

    months in total (compare that with

    construction nowadays)—the Mish-
    kan is up and ready to function.

    However, the student of Midrash—

    the Talmudic and Midrashic commen-
    tary to the Torah, transmitted orally

    throughout the generations till tran-
    scribed—makes aware of the “poli-
    tics” behind the events. It was any-
    thing but smooth. The Midrash tells

    us, shockingly, that there were those
    who suspected Moses of pocketing
    funds and they insolently demanded
    that Moses make an accounting for
    every ounce of every item. Moses

    conceded to their demands and hum-
    bly presented a detailed account of

    every “dollar” collected for the gran-
    diose “building campaign.”

    The Midrash also tells us that Moses

    actually forgot what he did with some

    of the silver, and the rumors began cir-
    culating… The Rabbi is driving a new

    BMW… Who paid for his cruise to
    the Bahamas… How did he manage
    to buy the two-million-dollar home
    for his daughter? How can he afford
    such a grandiose wedding?… Did you

    see his new kitchen?… Till Moses re-
    minded himself that he used them for

    hooks on the pillars in the Tabernacle,
    and the Jews calmed down.

    There was another obstacle in the pro-
    cess. There were times—the Midrash

    tells us—when Moses struggled with
    understanding G-d’s directions, and
    G-d had to show him a detailed vision
    of what He wanted. Once, during the
    formation of the Menorah, the sages
    relate, that too did not work. Moses
    completely gave up and G-d had to
    make the menorah Himself.
    Then the Sanctuary was completed
    much earlier than expected, and it had
    to remain idle for three months.
    When the time came for the actual
    erection of the Mishkan, they again

    ran into a glitch: No one could suc-
    ceed in lifting the walls. Even col-
    lectively, it was impossible. Imagine

    the anti-climax, the fear that all was in
    vain. At the end, Moses miraculously
    lifted the beams alone.
    Yet here is the astounding part in all
    of this:

    All of these parts of the story are com-
    pletely ignored in the biblical text it-
    self! There are a few tantalizing hints,

    but overall, the story presented in the
    Torah is one of a holistic, pure, and

    ideal experience. No glitches, no poli-
    tics, no accusations, no problems; a

    perfectly smooth ride.
    One wonders how do we reconcile
    the biblical and oral traditions of the
    narrative? If the Midrashic traditions
    are presenting what happened, why

    are these details ignored in the bibli-
    cal text? Is the Torah trying to brush

    over the disturbing truths? Is the Torah
    teaching us to repress uncomfortable
    facts; to ignore the real story, to make
    believe everything is “perfect” when
    in fact it’s far from it? And if so, why
    did the Rabbis in the Midrash “ruin
    the party” and “spill the beans”?
    Creation Cover-Ups
    This is not the only incident with this
    birthmark. We find this tendency at
    least twice more.

    The opening of Genesis records elo-
    quently but concisely the facts of cre-
    ation and it sounds like pretty smooth

    sailing. “In the beginning, G-d created
    heaven and earth…” Over the next six

    days, a universe is formed. The Tal-
    mud and the Midrash, however, tell us

    that even G-d ran into some seeming-
    ly unexpected delays and had to make

    some serious alterations. Each of the
    six days presented another challenge.
    For starters, the Midrash relates that

    the attribute of Truth opposed cre-
    ation, and G-d had to cast Truth

    away in order to create our
    universe. The sages also relate
    that G-d attempted to create the

    world with the quality of Judg-
    ment and was forced to retract

    to Mercy when He saw that the
    world could not handle it.
    Then: He created light on the
    first day, hoping it would serve
    all of creation, but it was too
    great and luminescent and He
    deemed it useless (and had to
    stow it away as a reward for only the
    truly meritorious.)

    Next: On the second day, he con-
    structed heaven and separated higher

    waters from lower waters. Accord-
    ing to the Midrash, the lower waters

    “revolted” and are still weeping about
    their rejection.
    Next: On the third day, G-d designed
    trees with edible branches, but the
    trees disobeyed and produced only
    edible fruit.
    Next: On the fourth day, the sun and
    the moon were created to be equals,
    the moon complained that “two kings
    cannot serve with one crown,” and
    hence the moon was diminished.
    Next: On Thursday, G-d created the
    fish, including the Leviathan. Then,
    realizing that if the Leviathan would
    procreate, it would spell the end of the

    planet, He killed the partner of the Le-
    viathan.

    Next: On Friday, when He wished to

    create man, the angels in heaven com-
    plained it would be a fatal mistake.

    Indeed, shortly after Adam and Eve
    were created they disobeyed G-d’s
    commandment to refrain from eating
    the Tree of knowledge.
    Can you see a pattern? Not a single
    day passed without some glitch or
    crisis. Yet, none of these “glitches”
    or “issues” are recorded explicitly in
    the actual biblical text. There it is as
    smooth a process as can be. How can

    we make sense of this shocking dis-
    crepancy?

    Even more perplexing is the fact that
    following the six days of creation, the

    Torah sums it all up with these stun-
    ning words:

    וַיַּרְא אֱלֹהִים אֶת – כָּל אֲשֶׁר עָשָׂה – וְהִנֵּה
    טוֹב מְאֹד – וַיְהִי עֶרֶב וַיְהִי – בֹקֶר יוֹם הַשִּׁשִּׁי.
    And G-d saw all that He made and it
    was very good.
    Very good? Really? Each day brought
    another headache, another meltdown,
    and another crisis. What makes it so
    good?
    The Second Cover Up
    The Tanach describes glowingly and

    in minute detail the materials and con-
    struction and dedication of the First

    Temple built in Jerusalem without the
    hint of a glitch. Yet the Midrash adds

    the “problematic” information: Dur-
    ing construction, they hit an under-
    ground spring that threatened to flood

    the entire world; then, at what was to

    be the climactic finale, the entering
    of the Ark to the Holy-of-Holies, the

    gates refused to open against all ef-
    forts.

    According to the Midrash, the entire
    dedication of the First Holy Temple
    was heavily delayed because the
    night before King Solomon married
    the daughter of Pharaoh and he slept
    in! It was his mother, Bat Sheba, who
    had to enter his bedroom, wake him
    up, and chastise him for oversleeping

    on the day the Temple was to be dedi-
    cated.

    We are left with a striking enigma:

    The biblical text ignores the disturb-
    ing details. Then the rabbis come and

    share with us “the rest of the story.”
    Why?
    What Is Your Story?
    The answer is a crucial and profound

    lesson in life. It captures a basic per-
    spective of Judaism. The Torah is

    not trying to hide anything (a general
    pattern in Torah is that it tolerates no
    cover-ups, for anybody), and that is

    why the Sages felt comfortable expos-
    ing all of the details. Rather, the Torah

    is telling us that when one develops a
    proper perspective of his or her life,
    the problems do not always deserve to
    be mentioned. Not because they don’t
    exist, but because they don’t define
    the story of our lives, and therefore we
    can decide not to make them part of
    the narrative.
    In each of these three series of
    events—creation of the universe;
    construction of the Sanctuary and
    the Jerusalem Temple—something

    awesomely cataclysmic and earth-
    shattering is occurring. The infinite

    fuses with the finite; the impossible
    becomes possible, Man meets G-d

    and G-d meets Man. Out of cosmo-
    logical emptiness and infinite Divin-
    ity, creation develops; something-
    ness is made out of nothingness. G-d

    “squeezes” his omnipotence and om-
    nipresence into a Mishkan (sanctuary)

    of a few square cubits, into a building
    of stone, into the heart of mortal man.
    This, then, is THE story; this is what
    happened. The bumps on the road,
    true as they may be, do not constitute

    the story, not because they didn’t hap-
    pen, but because they are not what re-
    ally happened; they should not, they

    cannot, obscure or even dampen the
    majestic power and beauty of the
    events.

    The Torah is
    teaching us
    how to live.
    Life is tough.
    The really
    i m p o r t a n t
    things are
    even tougher.
    Raising and
    support a family requires strength and
    courage. Building a good marriage is

    often challenging and difficult. To de-
    velop a relationship with G-d may be

    frustrating and lonely. Many things
    will not work out as we hoped they
    would. We face adversity, grief, and
    loss. There are inevitably times of pain
    and heartbreak. There are quarrels and

    squabbles, moments of anger and set-
    backs. We must confront depression,

    illness, mental challenges, financial
    stress, and spiritual confusion.
    But we have the choice not to make
    all of these THE story of our lives.
    Sure, raising children is challenging,
    but when you gaze into the loving and
    trusting eyes of your child—that is

    THE miracle of existence, not the chal-
    lenges leading toward that moment.

    When you connect to your spouse in
    a truly meaningful way, in a moment
    of real camaraderie and respect—that
    is the miracle of love playing itself out

    in your life. A bad day at work, hours
    of frustration in running your business,
    all melt away before the power of
    something so much greater, so much
    more real—your growth as a human
    being and your ability to help others
    with your money and your experience.
    We must look at our lives and ask what
    is the real story happening here? Is my
    life a story of hardship and struggle,
    or am I part of something incredible:
    I am building a home for G-d; I am
    constructing a fragment of heaven on
    planet earth; I am building a Jewish

    family, a loving marriage; I am help-
    ing people; I have the privilege of

    studying Torah, of spreading Torah,

    of doing a mitzvah, of inspiring oth-
    ers to light up the world. This is my

    story; this is my life. The other parts
    are of course also true and deserve to
    be acknowledged as such, much as the
    Midrash acknowledges the other side
    of the story with creation, the Mishkan
    and the Temple. I must deal with every
    challenge and I must attempt to repair
    it, but I cannot allow it to become THE
    STORY.
    Here we have the origin, thousands of
    years ago, of what is known today as
    Narrative Therapy. Each of us has the
    choice to define and reframe the story
    of our lives.

    When I wake up in the morning, I

    know that I have fifty things to do to-
    day, most of them are not fun; some

    are difficult and frustrating. But that is

    not THE story. The real story is cap-
    tured in the words a Jew says the mo-
    ment he or she opens his eyes: “Modeh

    ani lefanecha… shehechezarta bi nish-
    masi…” I am alive; G-d gave me back

    my soul for another day. Gevald! How
    awesome is that? I can now talk to G-d
    face to face, learn Torah, pray, share
    my heart and love with another human

    being, give charity, and become an am-
    bassador for love, light and hope. I can

    embrace an aching soul, and touch a
    bleeding heart. Now that’s a life!
    Yes, I got to pay my bills, I have to
    deal with headaches, I need to catch
    the bank, I have to fix my garage, I
    need to call my son’s principal, I have
    to pick up the cleaners, I need to go to
    the dentist, and I need to pay back the
    loan, and I was just called to do Jury
    Duty. But do not let that become the
    story of your life. Stay focused on the
    real story – that at every moment you
    can construct a home for G-d in your

    corner of the world and bring redemp-
    tion one step closer.

    My Dear Student
    At this time of the year, I remember a
    dear student who passed on on the 18th

    of Adar, four years ago. Nadiv Kehaty
    was only 30 years old when he died. A
    loving husband, and the father of four
    young children, his sudden passing left
    a family and a community in shock.
    Nadiv’s very presence made you feel
    how much possibility life contained
    if it was filled with laughter, love, and

    innocence. For Nadiv, all of life con-
    sisted of one story: An opportunity to

    laugh and make others laugh.
    A memory: I was a teacher, sitting at
    my desk in the lecture hall, presenting
    a Talmud class to 25 students. I was
    focused, immersed, and serious. But
    then, suddenly, one student leaped into
    the classroom, jumped over the tables,
    and after listening to a few sentences,
    exclaimed with his genuine giggle and

    pure selflessness: “Rabbi, you are awe-
    some; I love you!”

    This was Nadiv on a regular day. I’d
    melt away. It was clear that his soul
    was sent to this world to teach us how
    to love and laugh.
    I love you too, Nadiv.