Miller’s Musings חֻקַּת פרשת
It
is an indubitable fact that the Poro Aduma is one of the most inexplicable
mitzvos in the Torah. Why mixing the
ashes of a burnt red cow with spring water and other seemingly random
ingredients should affect such a change in a person, from being impure after
touching a human corpse to being spiritually pure again, seems to defy logic
and remain impenetrable. In fact this
mitzvo is chosen as the archetype of those mitzvos, chukim, that seem to
transcend rationale reason, in which case we need to understand why it is that
this particular mitzvo is chosen, when there are many others, such as
sha’atnez, that are equally inscrutable
When
we think of a chok we usually think of a mitzvo that seems arbitrary and
random, when in truth our lives are also full of chukim, events and
circumstances that seem to have no rhyme or reason. There are many times we experience moments
that run entirely opposed to our view of how the world should run and what is
deserved or not. The Red Heifer was
brought as an antidote to someone’s contact with death and perhaps we could
suggest that the reason it is used as the quintessential chok is to acknowledge
that when it comes to our own existence there are things that we will never
understand, the most unfathomable perhaps being death.
Since
time immemorial tragedy has befallen mankind, be it personal or
collective. To try to understand why it
happens is an exercise in futility and something that will always be beyond a
being whose grasp of the panorama of history is so constrained. The death of a person creates a void in the
world that leaves those in touch with it with a spiritual vacuum. The manner in which it is healed is so
perplexing, perhaps to tell us that it is ok that we don’t understand it. This is how it is meant to be. It takes something extraordinary, an
incredible leap of faith, and perhaps a little humility, to restore our sense
of acceptance of our place in the world.
This should in no way impinge upon our own humanity, our tremendous
sympathy to those who have been so appallingly wronged, but we must also
recognise our role is not to question why or how, but to question what we can
do to make this world a better place for all within it.
May
Shabbos provide comfort and peace for all of us.
לעילוי נשמת לאה בת אברהם
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