The Chief Rabbi and the OU National Convention

A little over two weeks ago, the Orthodox Union (OU) held its annual National Convention in the Ramada hotel in Jerusalem, which happens to be a few minute walk from where I am studying. On the Thursday during the convention, I walked over to hear Rabbi Jonathan Sacks, Chief Rabbi of the British Commonweath, give a keynote address at the convention. Rabbi Sacks was asked to articulate a “mission statement for the 21st century” for the Orthodox Union – and by extension, the “centrist” or “modern” Orthodox community overall.

Rabbi Sacks set up his proposed “mission statement” by quoting a Biblical verse (Bamidbar/Numbers 13:19). When Moshe instructs the spies that are sent into the Land of Israel, one of the attributes they are told to look for is whether the people live in open or fortified (walled) cities. Rabbi Sacks explained that if the Canaanites lived in fortified cities, it would indicate that they feel weak and feel in need of the protection of the city walls. By contrast, if they lived in open cities, it would indicate that they feel strong and do not feel in need of the protection that walls would afford. Rabbi Sacks concluded that, in his estimation, it is preferable to live in open cities (perhaps, only if one feels that it is relatively safe to do so), and he compared living in open cities to the ideological position of “centrist” or “modern” Orthodoxy, which takes on the challenge of interacting with the non-Jewish world, within the boundaries of Jewish law and belief.

Rabbi Sacks then formulated a three faceted mission statement based around the Mishniac dictum that states that “…the world stands on three things: on Torah, on Divine worship, and on acts of loving-kindness. ” (Avot 1:2).  He spoke of an ideal contemporary Jewish community that is strong in its learning of and adherence to Torah so that its members are able to live in open cities. He also emphasized the tremendous importance of dedicating a significant portion of one’s time or resources toward acts of Tzedakah and Chesed (kindness) to others in need. I am afraid I do not recall as much about this part of the address (the actual “mission statement” ironically) as compared to the prefatory material (which touched upon my fascination with the sociology of contemporary Judaism), and for fear of misquoting Rabbi Sacks more than I may already have, I will not venture to further elaborate.

The next morning I again returned to the Ramada to hear Chief Rabbi Sacks speak as part of a Yeshiva University sponsored event. The audience consisted largely of recent high school graduates who were studying in Israel during their “gap year” before continuing on to university (much as I am doing prior to the next stage of my life). Thus Rabbi Sacks mostly dealt with the challenges that Jewishly-commited students will face when confronted for the first time with the intellectual and, even more so, the social pressures of university life. Sacks gave a passionate appeal that students take on a Jewish leadership role both on campuses and in their lives in general, in order to help address the monumental threat that intermarriage and assimilation poses to Jewish “continuity”.

I returned to the OU conference that evening during Shabbat after dinner and had the good fortune to find myself talking with a member of the staff of the OU’s Jewish Leadership Initiative on Campus, an organization that partners with Hillels to address the needs of observant students on campuses across North America. Such an organization on campus at UBC would have been incredible during my undergraduate degree. Later, the convention had a very uplifting Oneg Shabbat with singing and food. It was also great to see some of the people I used to work with as part of NCSY, which is a program of the OU.

Tragedy in Mumbai

Two Tuesdays ago, in the afternoon, I experienced a powerful and emotional event. We walked across Jerusalem to attend a part of the funeral for the Chabad  couple who were killed in the Mumbai terrorist attacks. Rabbi Gavriel and Rivka Holtzberg worked as Chabad emissaries in Mumbai, serving three Kosher meals a day, providing Shabbat hospitality and Jewish education, and a myriad of other services to Jewish travelers. At the funeral one of the speakers spoke of how the Holtzberg’s entire lives were dedicated to serving the Jewish people, sacrificing their own time to provide kosher food and an open non-judgemental Jewish connection for all different kinds of Jews who found themselves in Mumbai.  The funeral began in Kfar Chabad, between Jerusalem and Tel Aviv, then proceeded to the Chabad Yeshiva in Jerusalem (where we attended), and after that proceeded to the Mount of Olives cemetery to bury the couple. I am not sure how to conclude this paragraph in an adequate manner to properly convey the right sort of emotion so I will leave it as such.

Some assorted updates:

The Shabbat before last, I travelled to Efrat – about an hour bus ride from Yerushalayim – to spend Shabbat with my cousins who are Olim (=”one who makes Aliyah”) from England. It was really nice to spend Shabbat with family here. I didn’t get to really see Efrat, but I will most definitely be there again and will attempt to get a greater feel for it then. Last Wednesday, we participated in a guided Tiyul of Ir David (”The City of David”) and the Kotel Tunnels. While I have seen both sites several times before, the particular tour guide we had was highly knowledgeable and provided some fascinating insights into the history of Yerushalayim vis-à-vis the various biblical periods. This last Shabbat, I spent Shabbat in Yerushalayim. As I looked out the window from the 7th floor apartment of the family I was staying with, I could see a magnificent view of the city. It was an awe-inspiring feeling to know that I am looking over the Jewish city, where myriads of people are also partaking in a Shabbat dinner with family and friends.

That’s all for now. As Hanukah is coming up, I figure I will have much more to write about in the coming weeks.

Last Friday, I joined my cousins who live in Israel and their parents from England for breakfast/brunch at the Inbal Hotel on Jabotinski Street. It was a very nice morning. It was interesting to see how the the Inbal had constructed a massive Sukkah in the courtyard of the hotel as well as around part of the outer perimeter. Later that day, I spent Shabbat with the Bermans.

 

On Sunday, I spent the day wandering the streets of Jerusalem with my camera (a Nikon D80 dSLR with SB-600 speedlight and a 18-70mm Nikkor DX lens). I started off at the Shuk Arba Minim (the market for the Four Species for Sukkot) that was set up on Yaffa Street just west of Machane Yehudah (if I remember correctly). There were a significant number of vendors selling various Lulavim, Etrogim and the like. Each time I would make eye contact with a seller, he would begin trying to sell me his offerings. More times than not, the seller would talk to me in English, I suppose able to recognize me as a non-native.

I then ventured over to the Shuk, Machane Yehudah, with more of a goal of taking photos of the colourful scenes than making a purchase. I met an overly friendly vendor selling his art and other nicknacks.

I then made my way toward the Mea Shearim / Geula area, the streets were crowded with people buying and selling Arba Minim (Four Species), Sukkah decorations, and building materials for constructing Sukkahs. I picked up an inexpensive tape measure that, in addition to inches, has markings for the Biblical/Mishnaic measurement units that are used for, among other areas of Jewish law, constructing a valid Sukkah and ensuring a Lulav of adequate length.

 

I’ve been thinking about an interesting phenomenon that I have observed here in Israel. With regard to homes and buildings, it seems that here in Israel there is less of a separation between what is outside and what is inside. Whereas in Vancouver, by and large in my observation, people do not extend their indoor mode of living so naturally to the outdoors – in terms of using the outdoor space on their property in the manner that one would use indoor space – by contrast, in Israel, it seems that outdoor space functions as more of an extension of indoor space, rather than something separate that demands its own mode of use entirely. I am told that this is evidently due to the dry weather conditions that exist for most of the year. I nonetheless find it quite interesting. During the holiday of Sukkot, where people dine and sleep in their Sukkahs, this relationship between outdoor and indoor living space becomes even more emphasized. 

Last night I attended a Simchat Beit HaShoeva – a celebration mirroring the celebration in the Beit HaMigdash (Temple) during Sukkot that would include the water libation ceremony, though contemporary celebrations do not include this ceremony – at Darche Noam / Shapell’s. It was a nice evening consisting of refreshments in the Sukkah with a D’var Torah, followed by rounds of dancing to live music. Sukkot is described in our liturgy as “Z’man Simchataynu” – the time of our rejoicing. While all the Jewish festivals consist of happiness, Sukkot stands as special in this regard, where happiness and rejoicing is effectively legislated as a explicit fundamental component of the Chag. Perhaps one way of looking at this is to understand Pesach as the time of redemption for the Jewish people, then Shavuot as the time we receive the Torah, followed by the introspective month of Elul that precedes Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur, which in turn is the time of our collective judgement, where Sukkot is the joyous culmination of this yearly cycle.

Today I went down to the Old City and prayed Shacharit (the morning prayer service) at the Kotel (Western Wall). Today, as it was the second day of Chol HaMoed (the intermediate days of Sukkot) – or the first for those from outside of Israel (like myself) – there was a large scale Birkat HaKohanim (the Priestly Blessing that Kohanim recite) at the Kotel. The Old City and the Kotel Plaza in particular were packed with people. It took a significant amount of time to get down to the Kotel itself. When coming back up, I found myself squeezed into a narrow block of the Jewish Quarter, with a huge number of other people all pushing and yelling to get through. It was a rather uncomfortable experience to say the least. I had lunch with friends at Rimon in the new mall just outside the Jaffa Gate. It was really good food. We ate in the restaurant’s massive Sukkah. We then walked around the Old City for a while and observed the festivities.

 

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