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Roy S. Neuberger

We have just celebrated Shavuos, which is the culmination of Pesach, so we are really still working on themes from Pesach. Questions: Where do we go from here? Is this it? Is this where the work of Pesach ends? Or does it all go onward?

Four years ago, at this time of year, I wrote a Jewish Press front-page essay about the egg.

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Yes, the egg.

This is worth remembering because it is such a beautiful thought. I heard it from Rabbi Naftali Jaeger, rosh yeshiva of Sh’or Yoshuv, who spoke about this in the name of the Ishbitzer Rebbe. The egg is an integral part of the Pesach Seder. The egg on the Seder plate reminds us of the Korban Chagiga, the Yom Tov offering brought on the altar in the Beis HaMikdash. In addition, we eat an egg as part of the Seder meal.

Why an egg?

There is nothing else like an egg. Most animals are born once. But birds are born twice. First, the egg is laid by the mother. But where is the baby? Still inside the egg. The baby grows within the egg and then has to peck its way out. This is laborious work; some birds even develop an external “egg tooth” to peck the egg from the inside. When the egg cracks, the little bird emerges. This is the second part of the birth process.

And so it is with us, the Children of Israel. We also are born twice – physically on Pesach and spiritually on Shavuos.

In Egypt we were born physically. When we left, we were still at the level of the forty-ninth level of impurity. We were not in a condition to receive the Torah; we were still under the yoke of the slave mentality. We then marched forty-nine days to Har Sinai, under the leadership of Moshe Rabbeinu.

By the time we arrived at Har Sinai, we had shed enough of the impurity to enable us to receive the Torah. We were able to “crack the shell” of our enslavement to the culture of Egypt. As long as we were inside that shell, we were unable to embrace the Torah, but on Shavuos we broke out.

At Har Sinai we were born spiritually. This is the two-part process of our birth.

But now what happens? Now that Shavuos has passed and we have accepted the Torah, are we finished with the process? Not at all; our spiritual growth now enters a new and crucial phase.

Let’s return to the egg metaphor. Imagine the scene: the little bird has emerged from its shell. It blinks in the sunlight. It is furry and cute. It is hardly a bird; it is a little chick that cannot fly.

It starts to eat and walk around and grow. Its stubby little wings are incapable of lifting it off the ground; it is afraid to venture out of the nest. But the mother bird teaches it to trust its wings, and soon it ventures out of the nest. And one day it decides to take off.

Off it goes, tentatively at first, but then stronger and stronger, and soon it is soaring upward on the wind; it seems it can reach the heavens.

This is Am Yisrael, the Children of Israel. On Shavuos we emerge from our shell and are born spiritually. We are still walking, but we have wings of Torah. We don’t know how to use them but we have discovered they exist. As we grow spiritually, we find we can soar above the world. If we are going to survive and live as God intended, we are going to have to use those wings to soar upward toward the heavens and also to fly away from the troubles that beset those who live in this world and cannot fly above it.

“He removed them from darkness and the shadow of death and broke open their shackles…. ” (Kapparos Erev Yom Kippur; Psalm 107:10)

This is our work in this world, to allow Hashem, through His Torah, to remove us from darkness and the shadow of death. The children of Israel are by definition above the vagaries of life on this earth. At the very beginning of our existence God gave us this holy work, to lead mankind out of slavery to material existence, to make us directly subservient to Hashem and, through that relationship, to attain eternal life.

“[Hashem] took Avraham outside and said, Gaze now toward the heavens and count the stars if you are able to count them…” (Bereishis 15:5) on which Rashi comments, “[God] took [Avraham] out of the space of the world and raised him above the stars.”

I am writing this article from Yerushalayim shortly before President Trump’s scheduled arrival. People are nervous. They are afraid that Israel will be asked, or even forced, to accept unbearable burdens and conditions.

How should we view this situation?

God rules the world. Our fate is not in the hands of others, not even the most powerful of rulers. If we allow the wings of Torah to carry us, we rise far above the world. We are not bound by the cycle that enslaves the rest of mankind; no man can rule over us.

All the nations surround me, [but] in the Name of Hashem I cut them down.” (Psalm 118)

There is a strange phenomenon that takes place at the Kotel. Starting at dusk, dozens of bats fly in continuous circles in front of it. You can hear the “pinging” of their echolocation radar. Around and around they fly at very high speed. I was trying to understand this. It seems so strange. What are they doing at the Kotel?

Bats have a bad reputation. People are afraid of them. They are associated with night and death, and figure in many pagan myths. According to Wikipedia, “Bats have long been associated with witchcraft, black magic, and darkness.” Vampire bats literally feed on blood. Bats are mammals, and thus closer to humans than to birds. Why did Hashem make such an animal? And why do we find these disconcerting creatures at the holiest spot on earth?

I have a theory that these bats represent the nations of the world. They fly around and around in front of the Kotel with incredible energy. The nations of the world desire Eretz Yisrael, especially Yerushalayim. Even more especially, they want Har HaBayis. They want what belongs to us, because they are lacking kedushah and we have kedushah.

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I remember how we lived before we accepted the Torah. Time was our ruler then. There was no beginning and no end. There was no Shabbos, so time never came to an end. We were living in an endless and meaningless cycle, the way the bats fly in endless circles.

Now, with Shabbos, time comes to an end every Friday night. Time stops and eternity begins. We are no longer running; we are no longer rushing; we are no longer slaves to time. We are at peace with Hashem and at peace with our family.

Avraham would rejoice, Yitzchak would exult, Yaakov and his children would rest on [Shabbos], a rest of love and magnanimity, a rest of truth and faith, a rest of peace and serenity and tranquility and security, a perfect rest in which You find favor.” (Shabbos Minchah Shemoneh Esrei)

If you don’t have Shabbos, time never stops. Your life is an endless circle, until the day comes when you drop with exhaustion. The nations are trying to take Yerushalayim, the Kotel, our entire heritage away from us, trying to eliminate kedushah from the world. But we are like the little bird. We are flying not in circles but upward toward Hashem.

While we’re on the subject of animals, I want to tell you about another one. I warn you, this is not for the faint-hearted, but it is true and it is also informative. Have you ever met a tarantula in your home? We played host, very recently, to two certified tarantulas at our home in Yerushalayim.

I took a picture of one of these creatures and sent it to the American Museum of Natural History in New York. I received a very informative response from a scientist named Lou Sorkin, who confirmed that these were tarantulas.

But tarantulas are not quite as bad as you might think. Though rather large, this particular species is apparently not so harmful to humans, although one would still prefer not to get bitten. It is actually beneficial in that it also “takes care of” other unpleasant pests.

I found out that this spider can teach us something amazing. Mr. Sorkin informed me that the male tarantula spends its time looking for a mate. Do you know why he has to look for her? Because she is at “home” and she doesn’t go out, so he has to find her.

King David says in Psalm 19, “The heavens declare the glory of God and the expanse of the sky tells of His handiwork.”

What can we learn from the spider? Tznius – modesty. The lady spider does not go after the opposite sex in public. She stays home. The male comes looking for her. Similarly – lehavdil – our mother Sarah is praised for remaining in her tent (Rashi on Bereishis 9). The laws of tznius are the foundation of our protection; they separate us from the other nations. We first learned this from Avraham and Sarah.

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I recently attended a levayah in Israel for the first time. In the U.S., funerals are conducted in a hushed and carpeted funeral home where the attendants are dressed in dark suits and the niftar, inside a coffin, is driven to the cemetery in a shiny Cadillac hearse.

In Yerushalayim, by contrast, there is a stone slab in the middle of a large room. Near the slab is a plain podium. There are no seats, except for a few benches around the wall. There is a curtain between the men and the women. The niftar is wrapped in white shrouds (men with a tallis over the shrouds). No coffin. The body is placed on the slab, the mourners who say hespedim climb the podium and their tears practically fall down on the body in front of them.

(This is actually luxurious by historical standards – a friend told me that when he was young, the funerals in Yerushalayim were conducted on the street.)

It is good to understand these things, because life and death are very real here in Israel. It is clearer than ever that Jerusalem is the center of the world. All the nations desire it. The bats are circling in front of the Kotel, and we, the little birds who have just emerged from our shell, need to strengthen our wings.

We have to fly high in order to save ourselves. If we don’t fly above the earth on wings of Torah, we will be crushed by the mighty forces that are arraying themselves against us.

In human terms we will never be able to defeat the mighty armies marching toward Yerushalayim, the ships sailing toward our shores, the missiles sitting in their launching pads. We are no match for them – but Hashem is our protection. As King David says (Psalm 118), “all the nations surround me; in the Name of Hashem I cut them down.”

King David was born and died on Shavuos. He was mighty, but all his strength was from his Melech, the Ruler of Heaven and Earth. King David taught us to fly on wings of Torah. His songs sustain us. His descendant, Mashiach ben David, will soon come to complete his work.

I raise my eyes to the mountains. Whence will come my help? My help is from Hashem, Maker of heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot to falter. Your Guardian will not slumber. Behold, He neither slumbers nor sleeps, the Guardian of Israel. Hashem is your Guardian; Hashem isat your right hand…. Hashem will protect you from every evil. He will guard your soulfrom this time and forever.” (Psalm 121)

As we strengthen our wings, let us remember that our very survival is at stake. This is a life and death struggle. Kedushah, sanctity, is about to assert itself in this sin-sick world and bring the healing and purity that will replace tumah and impurity. The world is about to undergo a transition unlike anything that has ever happened before – like Yetzias Mitzrayim, but on a vastly greater scale.

This time there will be no more tragedies.

This time the Holy Temple will stand forever.

May we all merit to see that perfect world soon in our days.

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Roy Neuberger’s latest book is “Working Toward Moshiach.” His book “2020 Vision” is available in English, Hebrew, Spanish, French, Russian, and Georgian. Roy is also the author of “From Central Park To Sinai: How I Found My Jewish Soul,” available in English, Hebrew, Russian, and Georgian, and “Worldstorm: Finding Meaning and Direction Amidst Today’s World Crisis.” Roy and his wife, Leah, speak publicly on topics related to his books and articles. E-mail: roy@2020vision.co.il. Website: www.2020vision.co.il.