This week's parsha
Unless otherwise noted, "This week's Parsha" comprises articles taken from contributors to the Chabad.org website. We show the original author's name here, so that proper attribution is given. For the sake of brevity, footnotes cited in the original author's writings are omitted from this website. If you need to see the citations, please refer to the original articles on the Chabad.org website.
Squirrels on Our Roof!
Scratching. Squeaking. Crashing.
Those were the noises we were hearing last fall from our rooftop, on top of our bedroom. Little feet were scratching against the roof tiles, quickly scurrying across. Just as I would be falling into a deep sleep, I’d waken to the sound of crashing. The noise was incessant, and began to seriously interfere with my sleep. Were nocturnal animals taking shelter in my attic?
The Eye of the Soul
"See, I give you today blessing and curse" (Deuteronomy 11:26).
"Blessing" is a very important word. We need to know that there is goodness in the world, and that this goodness has been given to us and made accessible to us.
"Curse" is an important word, too. We need to know that there are negative things we must disavow and defeat. That's what being a moral creature is all about: knowing that there is good and there is bad, knowing the one from the other, and knowing to embrace the former and reject the latter.
"You" is a very important word, too. We must know that the choice is ours, that we, alone, are responsible for our choices. That the world has been placed in our hearts, and in our hands.
The Rhyme of No Reason
During the closing days of Israel’s 1982 “Peace in Galilee” campaign in Lebanon, Tuvia Bolton was one of ten Chabad Chassidim who obtained authorization from the army to enter Beirut to cheer up the soldiers and assist them with their religious needs.
One morning, at the crack of dawn, they got their tefillin ready, and began asking soldiers if they wanted to do a mitzvah and put them on for a minute.
Walking around looking for “customers,” Tuvia happened upon a line of about ten open-roofed jeeps with two soldiers seated in each. Their motors were running, and they were waiting in the chilly morning to go out on a mission.