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    VAYIGASH: TAKING RESPONSIBILITY FOR OUR CHILDREN WILL YOU KVETCH OR LEAD?

    Transformation of
    a Brother
    Yosef could not
    contain his tears,
    nor can we, when
    we read each year
    the story of how
    after a feud and separation that endured
    for twenty-two years, the Prime Minister
    of Egypt, Yosef, reveals his true identity to
    his brothers who once attempted to kill
    him and sold him into slavery.
    No less moving is the speech—nay,
    ballad—presented by Yehuda, compelling
    Yosef to reveal himself to his brothers.
    We are familiar with the story: After
    having his silver goblet placed in his
    brother Binyamin’s saddlebag, Yosef
    accuses him of theft and claims Binyamin
    the “thief” as his slave. Yehuda, approaches
    the viceroy of Egypt, unknowing that this
    was Yosef, and explains to him that there
    was no way he could return to his aging
    father Yaakov without young Binyamin.
    The Torah transcribes Yehuda’s exact
    presentation, the longest in all of Bereishit:
    “And now if I come to your servant, my
    father, and the lad [Binyamin] is not with
    us, and his soul is so bound up with his
    soul, when he will see that the lad is gone,
    he will die. And your servants will have
    brought down the hoariness of your
    servant our father in sorrow to the grave.
    “Because your servant [Yehuda] took
    responsibility for the lad [Binyamin] from
    my father, saying, ‘If I do not bring him to
    you, then I will have sinned to my father,
    for all time.’
    “Now, please let your servant [Yehuda]
    remain in the place of the lad as a servant
    to my lord, and let the lad go up with his
    brothers…”
    Twenty-two years earlier, the same Yehuda
    said to his brothers, “What will we gain if
    we kill our brother [Yosef] and cover his
    blood? Let’s sell him to the Arabs and not
    harm him with our own hands.” The
    brothers consented. Yosef was sold and
    brought to Egypt as a slave, where, years
    later, he rose to become the viceroy of the
    country. Now, when Yosef ‘s younger
    brother Binyamin is about to be taken as a
    slave, Yehuda offers himself instead.
    A metamorphosis has occurred. The time
    is fertile for reconciliation and renewal.
    Yosef can reunite with his family.
    But there is more.
    The Gift of Royalty

    Tradition has it that royalty in the Jewish
    nation belongs primarily to the descendants
    of Yehuda. Of course, there were many
    Monarchs who descended from other
    tribes of Israel, like King Shaul from the
    tribe of Binyamin, or Yeravaam from the
    tribe of Yosef. The Hasmonean dynasty,
    responsible for the Chanukah festival, was
    from the Leviim. Yet, as Yaakov tells his
    son Yehuda on his deathbed, the gift of
    royalty was specifically conferred upon
    him and his descendants; the quality of
    leadership was imbued in the DNA of
    Yehuda’s descendants, producing over the
    generations numerous leaders and kings,
    from Dovid Hamelech to Moshiach who
    will also be a descendant of Dovid, the
    great-great-grandchild of Yehuda.
    Why? What did Yehuda do to deserve
    this? Was it because he was the one who
    ultimately saved Yosef from dying in a pit
    by selling him as a slave? Was it because
    of his courage to confess publicly that he
    was the person who cohabited and
    impregnated Tamar?
    Certainly, but perhaps there was something
    else. It was Yehuda’s declaration in this
    week’s parsha, Vayigash, “Because your
    servant took responsibility for the lad,”
    that more than all demonstrated that the
    gift of leadership belonged to this man’s
    soul.
    You see, notwithstanding his unwavering
    promise to his father to bring back
    Binyamin, Yehuda could have returned
    without the lad with a book filled with
    great excuses. “There was no way we
    could have fought the viceroy of Egypt,
    the superpower of the world;” “I know I
    promised to bring him back, but our
    brother decided to steal the silver majestic
    goblet from the second to the most
    powerful person in the world, so what
    exactly was I supposed to do?” Or, “G-d
    apparently wanted Binyamin to remain
    there; after all the viceroy’s goblet did
    ‘miraculously’ end up in Binyamin’s bag;”
    “being a slave by Egypt’s viceroy—our
    brother Shimon can report to us—is not
    that bad, he treats his workers with
    dignity.” “Yes it’s terrible, but what should
    I have done? Self-sacrifice can help you
    jump from the roof to the ground, not to
    jump from the ground to the roof!”
    These are part of the excuses Yehuda
    could have given, and he would have been
    (at least partially) correct. There is little
    one can do to battle reality. They did find
    the goblet of the Prime Minister in
    Binyamin’s bag and Yehuda was not the
    culprit.

    But Yehuda was a leader. He had it in his
    bones to take absolute responsibility for a
    situation and never pass the buck to others,
    not even to what can be perceived as
    “reality.” As a genuine leader, Yehuda
    stood up and proclaimed: “Because your
    servant took responsibility for the lad!”
    Yes, I can find many ways to vindicate
    myself, but the job will not get done. This
    is not about me—my innocence or guilt,
    my merit or fault; it is accomplishing the
    mission: Binyamin must return to his
    father.
    And that is what makes a leader.
    Excuses vs. Action
    Today, too, we desperately need the
    leadership that will not only search for
    causes but will implement solutions to
    ensure the safety of our loved ones and
    our people.
    The most important solution might be a
    paradigm shift in our mindsets, habits, and
    lifestyles.
    From anti-Semitism to mass assimilation,
    we face many challenges. We live in a
    generation when many good excuses have
    been given for our bleak demographics
    and for Jewish continuity becoming an
    endangered species. Many a sociologist

    has, over the course of the past half-
    century, explained some of the causes for

    mass assimilation, intermarriage,
    ignorance, abuse, dysfunction, apathy, and
    strife within families or communities. The
    Holocaust, secularism, modernity, failure

    of institutionalized religion, anti-
    Semitism, the hypocrisy of religious

    leaders, the monotony of ritual, trauma of
    all sorts, and the extraordinarily successful
    integration of Jews into the mainstream of
    American life. The walls of the ghetto,
    physical and conceptual, have at last
    crumbled.
    As a frequent traveler to Jewish
    conventions and retreats around the globe,
    I am privy to hearing lectures and
    workshops analyzing the unique
    challenges of our times and the various
    crises that threaten our future. They all
    make good and sound points.
    Yet I also had the privilege of seeing a
    “Yehuda,” who a number of years after the
    incomprehensible destruction of
    Auschwitz and Treblinka, rose and
    declared: “Your servant took responsibility
    for the lad.” I, your servant, have taken
    personal responsibility for the collective
    Jewish community and for every
    individual Jewish lad.

    For the following four decades this man, a
    biological scion of Yehuda, would not
    sleep nor allow anyone else to sleep.
    Single-handedly he empowered thousands
    upon thousands to stop passing the buck
    or relieve their conscience by merely
    making a contribution to a noble cause.
    He inspired them to take personal
    responsibility for the welfare, continuity,
    and eternity of the Jewish people. Do not
    allow “reality,” he always taught, to decide
    the future of the Jewish people. Take
    responsibility for the lad! Do not rest until
    every Jewish child the world over is given
    the opportunity to be liberated from
    spiritual slavery, from his (or her)
    subjugation to forces alien to his essence,
    and, just like Binyamin, to be able to
    return to his father in heaven.
    Each year on this Shabbos when I hear the
    words “Your servant took responsibility
    for the lad” read aloud from the Torah, my
    eyes swell up in tears. In my imagination I
    still see my Rebbe, his face aglow,
    teaching for hours, but always culminating
    with this resounding message:
    “You and I must take responsibility for the
    lad!” Do not lament, kvetch, sigh and
    write a check. Do not organize conferences
    to analyze all of the problems. Instead, go
    out of your comfort zone and touch the
    heart of another person. Build
    communities, schools, shuls, and yeshivas.
    Get involved and make a difference in
    people’s lives. Give every Jewish child the
    gift of a Torah education. Help people get
    in touch with their Jewish souls and
    spiritual inheritance. Most of all, care
    about the other as though he or she was
    your own brother.
    “You may have good excuses for your
    inaction,” he would always say, and
    nobody will blame you.” But the bottom
    line is that after all of your rationalization,
    the child, Binyamin, will remain enslaved
    to Egypt and its culture.
    In our times, often leaderless and aimless,
    we must make Yehuda’s call our own.
    “Your servant took responsibility for the
    lad.” So shall we.