A brief reflection for Day #32 ... the Psalm of these days of Elul is 27. It ends by not once, but twice telling the listener to Kaveh, or Wait. Wait (the Psalm says) for You-Know-Who (not Voldemort, God!). How subversive can our tradition get? Could this ancient, archaic text challenge us with a more contemporary, counter-culture message than, WAIT!
Think about it ... we do not wait for much. We are not very good at it in the least ... collectively or individually. We do not know how to sit, stand or be in the in between. It brings to mind a whole wilderness-related rant to follow, but I do not want to make you wait too long for the end of today's short post! When we do need to wait our anxiety runs rampant. We feel disrespected. We worry that we are losing or wasting time.
Sometime today, just wait. Pick a moment, especially one that demands you do not wait ... and Kaveh! Wait! Pay attention: to what happens to you; to those around you; to what you have lost by waiting; to what you may have gained by be able to wait.
Wait for it ... wait for it ...
Welcome to Mo-Drash ... the weird confluence of the Jewish tradition of Midrash and me!
What is Midrash? Literally, the word derives from the Hebrew root that expresses interpretation. Figuratively, it is the process by which Jews read between the lines of our sacred stories and seek insight from what we discover from each story, verse, word, letter and stroke of the pen.
Who am I? My name is Adam Morris, but known by many as Rabbi Mo. I spend a lot of my time serving in the role of rabbi, but I am also a husband, a dad, a runner and a 'weekend' craftsman (among other things). I try to move like Abraham to find my Place ... to wrestle like Jacob to know my Place ... and to snicker like Sarah to keep me in my Place.
B'makom she-ani omayd (from The Place where I stand),