Mattot
Torah is heart breaking.
The parashah Mattot is a broken heart encapsulated. The question is
this: How do we wrap our minds around it? From which family of analysis do we
draw? Looking at Judaism we can reach for a number of interpretations. In a
narrative where our hero…Moses…orders the killings of thousands of Midianite women
and children…well, we need to interpret and interpret well. We need to come up
with some kind of connection between a sacred document and war-time murder.
I don’t have any answers. This is going to be a process and
first, one of elimination.
So then, let’s begin. One way we can go about this is by loudly
showing our disgust at the exact literal interpretation. We can find quotes
from great modern rabbis. We can
misinterpret them for our thesis. We can
completely throw the baby out with the bathwater and say that this is not our
Torah. This is used up stuff that repels us.
Well then (my response) why even be Jewish? Without Torah,
we can be Christian or even Buddhist. Life might be easier that way anyway. The
memories of the Holocaust could be eradicated or at least softened and
anti-semitism would be focused on the Other. Yes, without Torah we would
certainly have an easier ride. I’ve even
heard about an island religion that merges witchcraft with early Christianity.
That would be a cool one to explore. There are actually hundreds of paths. God knows,
without Torah, we can’t say we are Jewish. And we can’t possibly be so
important that we can pick what we like and throw out the rest. Torah is not a
pick and choose situation like the online seating grid for an airplane. At
least, I personally have not found anything in Torah that over-rides sections in the gifting of that choice. I haven’t found anything in Talmud
either. We either take the ride or we don’t.
Moving on, there’s the literal interpretation that applauds
the action of Moses. That’s a fun one. We can applaud killing everyone and
anyone who might threaten the next plague or the molestation and incest of
Peor. We can cling to a life of caution and fear and narrow the boundaries
until we too are suffocating, until movement is stasis.
We can become the result of our fear. I guess we see that cycle in action
sometimes. Fear leads to attack leads to
murder leads to self-destruction leads to fear leads to murder. This does not feel very Jewish to me.
Next, we can flip the coin and metaphor the whole Midianite
escapade. Those aren’t people, we can
tell ourselves. They are the kelipot under which we are buried. They are our
Shadows. They are Doubt. They are
Gevurah disguised. Here’s a word of caution though: Mysticism, as beautiful and
evocative as it is, depends on the fundamentals. Without one, there is
not the other. Ironically, they are ludicrous bed partners engaged in the most
ferocious and love-less sex. In this
case, they are born of each other like amoebas or monsters. Please forgive my
imagery. But it’s true. Ask scholars of literature. We can’t create a metaphor without
the thing itself. The more solid the
foundation, the greater the spiritual catapult.
And though it has been tried, I don’t believe that we can amputate the
foundation and simply bless the imagery. That’s a great way to float. It feels
good. But it doesn’t point to the subject at hand with any direction
whatsoever. It gets lost in itself. Meanwhile, the blood is painful and we are
not a people of denial.
For years I personally focused on the purification after the
killings. This is one of my favorite lines of Torah: All that comes from fire must be passed through fire. What brings us to this purification though is the exact
horror mentioned above. And it can’t be ignored.
Next, we can try to limit both the literal and the mystical.
We can attempt to bind them up and to walk a middle road. That seems bland
however. And, even worse, we aren’t bothering to expand beyond the (yes)
destructive dichotomy of metaphor/subject when it comes to thousands dead.
So then, what do we do?
How do we maintain the sanctity of a document that defines
our people while being repelled by the literal meaning?
I’m going to change the subject for a moment. I teach at a
community college. Just today the students were reading essays about integrity.
The prompt was to write about a moment in which they felt they showed integrity
(a sort of Huck Finn moment if you like). Four or five students read their
essays out loud. Then one student commented that they all revolved around
addiction. There was the alcoholic
pushing away the bottle, the woman divorcing her addicted husband, a
girl stealing to support her habit of weed, and a man helping a heroin addict
find food.
I believe that the writing of my students is sacred. And I was repelled by the repeated thesis of addiction. Simply finding
the connection…given the comment by my student… caused these essays to
become (for the moment) a community Torah.
In Mattot we too can find the connection between the pieces
and apply it to our community today. We need
to see that there’s precaution in this parsha, rules so that the Israelites can
survive, rules so that the past can be blended into present decisions. Some of these rules are extremely painful, some
non-inclusive, some that seem to take an excessive amount of words. Should
Reuben and Gad be able to settle in the land before they arrive in Canaan? How
do we handle people who can potentially destroy us? How do we deal with
addiction? How do we help each other and purify our community in the face of
threat and fear?
Life is not easy. There’s pain, horror, the smell of blood
and the yearning for God so huge that many of us go to sleep crying. The way we
grow is by seeing connections from person to person and piece to piece. Torah
is not a Finishing School for young women nor a Military Document. It also isn’t
a Document for Inheritance. It’s the Connecting Force that drives us to reach
to each other no matter the era, the worries, the treaties being signed (and
the treaties soon to be ignored). It’s this process of connection that makes it
sacred. Mysticism and fundamental interpretation have served the Jewish people
for centuries.
The process of
connection though is the key to sanctity. How we then manifest this process in the here
and now is holy. The rest is commentary.
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