For Jewish parents of school-age children, this time
of year is always especially stressful. It seems that just as we breathe a sigh
of relief at the conclusion of Passover, we fall into preparations for the end
of the school year (and someone’s graduation), the approach of the summer (and
all the preparations for camp or summer programs), a vacation or travel (if we
are lucky) and preparations for the upcoming school year (whether it entails a
child transferring to a new school or new stage of their education).
In the midst of all of this extreme activity,
Shavuot happens.
In North America, Shavuot feels different every
year, depending on when it falls in the secular calendar. Sometimes it happens
when summer is underway, lending it a light-hearted character. This year, it
comes so early in June that it seems an extension of Memorial Day.
From the vantage of Shavuot, Passover seems far
away, a land with a limited menu we once visited. Indeed, at the approach of
Shavuot, we are reminded of the seven weeks that have passed and of the flight
of time. For those of us who count the Omer, Shavuot is a destination we
approach day-by-day. It is a spiritual – not only spatial and temporal –
journey we undertake as a community.
Shavuot is a real insider-Jewish holiday and
reference point. Ask the average person to name three Jewish holidays and
chances are that Shavuot will not make the list.
Neither is Shavuot’s meaning known widely among the
general population. If anything, what people tend to know about the holiday
known as Z’man Matan Torateinu is
more likely related to cheesecake and blintzes and the custom of staying up all
night learning Torah.
This year, as I considered the texts I wished to study
on Shavuot, I found myself thinking of the living
Torah aspect of this holiday – one of the three pilgrimage festivals – and pondering
how best to sanctify the festival whose name translates as the Time of the
Giving of the Torah.
The answer was revealed to me, most happily, in the
course of a program organized two weeks ago by United Synagogue.
You see, two weeks ago, together with a robust group
of United Synagogue staffers, I left the confines of our Manhattan office for
our very first Day of Service. This effort was coordinated with our offices in
13 states and one province from New York to California. Together, we were
nearly 90 people strong. Together, we served meals to homeless men and women; we
helped low-income people gain access to government food programs; we played
bingo, sang songs, and kibitzed with seniors at a home for the aged. Together, we came away touched by the people we met,
struck by the level of need in our communities, and awed by the impact of the
agencies we served. Together, we brought smiles to those who were sad, company
to the lonely. We renewed our relationships; we found new meaning to the
building of community. By giving to others, the Torah was given again and again
as it was on Sinai.
Recognized as Jewish professionals and volunteers,
our presence was a Kiddush Hashem, a
sanctification of God’s Name. We lived the words we study and pray. We were,
quite, literally, busy with the words of the Torah, praying with our hands,
feet and smiling faces. We were fulfilling the liturgical mandate: “la’asok b’divrei Torah.”
When we returned to the office, I shared several Jewish
texts with our Manhattan staff that convey how deeply our sages believed that
we are responsible for the welfare of our fellow human beings. I reminded my
colleagues of the words from Pirkei Avot: “It is not up to you to complete the
task; neither are you allowed to desist from it.”
I hope you will visit the United Synagogue Facebook page for pictures and more information about our recent Day of Service. And I hope
that you will take with you…into this Shavuot and beyond…the ethic of living
the words of Torah. It is what builds community. It is what makes the world
whole. This is a wonderful, beautiful season, the beginning of summer in North
America. The message of Shavuot makes everything bloom, helps those of us who
feel overwhelmed by all our responsibilities as parents in this season of
extreme busyness.
Anytime we can become embodiments of gemilut chasadim – acts of loving
kindness – we pay tribute to Z’man Matan Torateinu, the time of the
giving of the Torah.
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