We know
we’re supposed to observe Shabbat. It’s
a principle repeated so often in the Torah, that there is absolutely no
ambiguity. Shamor vezachor. We keep the Sabbath day, and we remember
it. It is a memorial to the act of
creation. And also a memorial to the
exodus from Egypt. It is so central to
Judaism, that a Judaism without its observance at the centre would be…in-authentic.
What if I told you that I conceded there are too many distractions on
Friday night and Saturday morning to ever bring more Jews to shule? Having made that realisation, I was going
to discontinue the Friday and Saturday services, and institute one on Sunday
morning. Sound outlandish?
Outlandish or not, it’s been done. In the 19th and 20th centuries,
some American Reform congregations did just this. The rationale was as I stated above, and more.
In many places in the US, we had so-called
Blue Laws that limited the ability of businesses to open on Sundays. If Jews closed their businesses or did not do
their marketing and errands on Saturdays, they would have been hard pressed to make
a living or function. In response, some
Reform congregations moved their weekly service to Sundays, when Jews were
available to truly rest. To sit in
shule, free of distractions. To worship
at the same time as their Christian neighbours, but in their own way. Since they were at rest, and rest is what
Shabbat is all about, the called Sunday…Shabbat.
Did this bring new strength to Judaism? Only in a very limited sense. It was novel, but it did not seem authentic. Thus it faded into disuse. One more footnote to the history of how Jews
coped with the world in which they lived.
One more reason for the traditional to scoff at Reform.
But what if I declared the weekly service on Sunday yet didn’t in-authentically
call it ‘Shabbat.’ According to Jewish
law, there are three services on every day of the year. Let’s meet on Sundays for the appropriate weekday
prayer. The same pragmatic goal as
above, but dropping the pretense of being able to change the day of the Sabbath. After all, many traditional congregations
host ‘Tefillin clubs’ where members of their community do just that.
I have a little experience to share in this area. When I finished my assignment at the US Air
Force Academy, an Orthodox rabbi replaced me. The leadership did not assign him and his
family to quarters within walking distance of the Cadet Chapel, so Shabbat became
a dilemma for him. This, in addition to
the fact that the cadets are often busy on Friday evenings preparing for
inspections on Saturday. And on Saturday
having those inspections as well as parades and mandatory sporting
events. So he decided to start a Sunday
morning program at the chapel, including a weekday worship service.
The result was quite interesting. Some in the community accused him of trying to
‘Christianise’ his program. Let me be
clear: this was an Orthodox rabbi, and he
was doing nothing inauthentic. He was simply
responding to a situation that he could not change, trying to create the best
program he could for the Jewish cadets with the hand he’d been dealt. The pushback was strong. He threw up his hands in frustration, quit
the Air Force, and went to live in Israel.
So, I don’t have to guess the result if I would schedule a morning
worship service on Sunday morning and call it the principle gathering of the
week. The community would not respond
positively. We refuse to concede the
fact that the Jewish week by necessity revolves around the observance of
Shabbat. But if so, why is it so
difficult for so many Jews, to actually do the Sabbath?
Part of the Shabbat dilemma can be explained by our being out-of-synch
with the world around us. The world for
which Saturday is about shopping and errands, and all manner of activities by
the groups and clubs to which you belong.
Doing Shabbat by definition, precludes us from participating in
what everybody else around us is doing. But
this is definitely not the whole story.
I say this, because in Israel – a country whose rhythms are Jewish
rhythms – Shabbat observance is not universal.
In Israel a generation ago, there were few distractions on Shabbat. Today, there is more shopping and
entertainment available. Once, those
working on Shabbat in Israel were mostly in emergency and essential
services. Visit Israel today, and you’ll
find far more businesses open, more people working. So life in exile, where the week does not
revolve around Shabbat, does not fully explain the ‘problem’ of Shabbat.
I think that the full story is found in this week’s Torah portion, Ki
Tissa. It is found in the
juxtaposition of two important passages.
One is very familiar to us, because it is part of our Friday evening
service every week.
Every week we sing with great gusto:
Veshamru venei Yisrael / et Hashabbat / La’asot et Hashabbat /
ledorotam berit olam. The people Israel
shall keep the Sabbath, doing the Sabbath for all generations, an everlasting
covenant. We know these words. They are found in the 31st chapter
of Exodus.
The other juxtaposed passage is in the 32nd chapter of
Exodus. Its words aren’t as familiar to
us, but its content is. It is the
passage of the Golden Calf.
Moses has been long coming down from the Mountain. The people know that something momentous is
going on up there. They see the smoke
and fire. They hear the rumblings. They certainly understand that Moses is in Hashem’s
presence. They fear that the one who led
them out of Egypt, is being destroyed in his encounter with the Deity. If so, that would leave Israel
leaderless. Like a rudderless ship,
adrift on a stormy sea. And that’s a frightening
prospect.
So they take over. The collect
all the gold they can find, and they construct an idol. A molten calf.
There in the wilderness, in the shadow of the mountain where Moses is
going head-to-head with Hashem, they recreate one of the Egyptian cults and
engaged in a ‘holy orgy’ in front of the god they created.
When we reflect on this passage, we don’t tend to see ourselves in it. After all, we Jews are iconoclasts. We avoid images and objects in trying to
encounter the Holy. We would not imagine
worshipping a golden calf.
But the golden calf itself is a
distraction. If we’re honest, we can imagine
ultimately trusting in other things for our ultimate happiness. Because we all do it. Even when we enjoy the forms of
Judaism, we have lost the proclivity to trust Hashem to show us the way to
personal fulfillment.
So here’s the message I see in the juxtaposition of Shabbat, and the
story of the golden calf. Happiness and
security in Hashem requires letting go of our sense of control. The truth is that we’ve got very little in
control of our lives. All the time, we
feel ourselves being carried along in inexorable tides not of our creation or
choosing. And yet we are free to
choose, more than we are ready to acknowledge. We simply don’t want to let go of the fiction
of being in control.
So we ignore, or minimise Shabbat. We tell ourselves that we have no choice. In reality, we have other things we want to
do. And we often choose those other
things. We would never countenance a
Judaism that turns away from Shabbat. But
we can personally choose whether to do it or not.
In all this idolatry, in all this thinking that we’re in control but in
reality other forces are controlling us, we are ultimately not happy. But Shabbat is not going to make us
happy. However, it will give us
true rest, refreshment and peace of mind. Yes, it’s only for a day. But that day will, if we let it, give us what
we need to go about our tasks for the rest of the week. But that’s not all.
Shabbat is training for a holy life. We force ourselves to obey Hashem long enough
to do Shabbat, something that will bring us pleasure. And that ‘trains’ us to answer the Divine
Voice when it comes to things that are perhaps not pleasurable. The things in life that we know we should do,
even if they’re hard to do. By keeping
Shabbat, by answering Hashem’s imperative to stop the insanity for 24 hours, we
are preparing ourselves to answer the imperatives that seem calculated to make
our lives more difficult…but are not.
For a long time as a young rabbi, I wondered if we were somehow missing
the boat by over-emphasising Shabbat observance and not focusing on the great moral
principles the Torah teaches. I’m not
the only rabbi who has pondered this question.
But like most of the others, a lifetime of struggle keeps bringing me
back to an irrefutable principle. It is so
well expressed by the author Asher Ginsberg, known by his nom de plume Ahad
Ha’am: “More than Israel has kept the
Sabbath, the Sabbath has kept Israel.”
The sequential juxtaposition of the Sabbath, and idolatrous practice
that is found in this week’s Torah portion, is no accident. As Israel keeps the Sabbath, the Sabbath
keeps Israel. If you feel that Jewish
life in general is a struggle, the best advice I can offer is: first master Shabbat.
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