By the Grace of G-d, Dear Friend, When you hear the word ‘hero’ does a certain type of person or action comes to mind? Acts of bravado. Uniquely courageous behavior. Individuals who do remarkable things and stand out through their heroism. Perhaps, deep down, you think a hero is a ‘larger than life’ kind of character. Something you would not expect of yourself. I recently bumped into a person that I haven’t seen for quite some years. That person had really aged and since I had not seen her in a long time I hadn’t gotten used to the changes gradually. She was walking with great difficulty down some steps with a stick on one side and a middle-aged child supporting her on the other. I asked the elderly woman how she was. She sighed deeply, the kind of sigh that speaks volumes about pain and frustration, and responded, ‘I’ve become an old lady…’. And then she carried on laboriously climbing the steps to her home. It dawned on me that here was heroism in an unsung form. Many a concentration camp survivor has spoken about the urge to touch the electrified fence and just be over with the excruciating life they faced in the death camp. If you think about it (although it is truly unthinkable), not to take one’s life in that kind of circumstance, while imprisoned in subhuman conditions is an act of defiance. To continue living such a wretched existence, day in and day out, was heroic. I know have given an extreme example. Nothing we know of, can be compared to the unspeakable suffering and torture afflicted on our people during the Holocaust. I use the example to give a different context to the concept of heroism. To make it more relatable and relevant. Heroism is living up to what is expected of you, against all odds. You don’t have to be a specialist in ageing to know that getting old is not fun. Clearly, the aches, pains and restrictions that come with old age are a huge challenge. Breathing in and breathing out when life is full of aches and pains, seems to me to be a form of heroism. Unsung heroism. Because let’s face it, for the most part, old people are not looked up to as giants. The Torah instructs us to honor our elders. Simply, the fact that one has advanced in years, earns them the right to respect. Regardless of their level of wisdom. Sounds nice. Who doesn’t want to be respected? It would be wonderful if this Torah injunction would be more widespread. But even where there is respect, old age is a challenge. To me it seems that it may be a greater challenge than anything the elders may have faced before. For these veterans of life are still on active duty as well. They are expected to live and serve G-d according to the best of their capabilities. Notwithstanding their natural propensity to not be in the best of spirit. Something shared with me a story that happened with their elderly grandfather. For various reasons one of his grandkids didn’t have where to live. They stayed with this widowed grandparent. The other children would ask the father/grandfather ‘how do you put up with the noise and inconvenience of having young kids running around your house’? His response spoke volumes. ‘Just because I am elderly, do I no longer have the mitzvah of working on my ‘middot’ character traits’? Such a statement can only be made by someone who is actually elderly and experiencing the changes that come with old age. You can’t learn old age from an app. I know that the ‘oldify’ app is all the rage now. In brief there is this app that if you upload your picture it can ‘virtually’ add decades to your life and show you how you will look when you are old. The app does not however give you the feeling of what it feels like to be old. It’s ‘cool’ to be young, energetic and raring to go, and see how your facial features will look in old age. The app doesn’t give you a taste of the chronic pain of rheumatic bones or the dizzy spell of high blood pressure and the frustration of now being able to hold things firmly in trembling hands. You think old people are grumpy and foul tempered. Undeniably when we get older, we ‘kvetch’ more. How you can keep from being grumpy when the aches and pains of life catch up with you? Let’s look at the elders in our society with a lot more respect! As to the care providers, the children who devote themselves to caring for ageing parents. They too are heroes. Once we have reframed the concept of heroism, you will rightfully notice that there is a hero living right next door to you and even in your own home. This bumper sticker grabbed my attention when I saw it. ‘Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be kind. Always.’ When you assume that your neighbor is overcoming his own internal struggles you appreciate them in a different light. Rather than noticing the twenty percent that is not perfect about them, you will start to respect them for the eighty percent that is quite okay. Here is the catch. Don’t use this kind of thinking to accept mediocrity from yourself. Excuses should never be used to support our own laziness. Rationalizations should be applied solely in viewing others. In the context of how we view our fellow Jews here is a way to achieve greater Jewish Unity. See what your fellow Jew is doing in terms of Jewish observance as being a real achievement. Understand that they may have found it really challenging to do that mitzvah. Don’t try and find what they are not doing and be disparaging. View their observance as being one that took supreme effort! This is a Torah based recipe for mutual respect and acceptance. It is the basis for humility even before those who may seem to be doing less than you. In the words of the ‘Ethics of our Fathers’ ‘be humble before every person’. Treat your fellow as a hero. It will inspire them to be more heroic. Understand that the daily choices and challenges you face are your own opportunity for unsung heroism. The difference between making a right choice or a wrong one, is between you and G-d only. Nobody else may ever find out. The biggest battles are the ones that remain unknown. But who cares? You didn’t do it to be written up in the news headlines. You did it because it was the RIGHT thing to do. G-d knows. And YOU know. And that is all that counts. Shabbat Shalom Rabbi Yosef Kantor
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Envelope of Cash
By the Grace of G-d Dear Friend, The Israeli division of CTeen, Chabad’s international teen network (we have a CTeen chapter in Bangkok too) was visiting Thailand this week. I was invited to speak to them. The attention span these days is not long. I wanted to say something short that would be meaningful to them and leave them with a practical takeaway. The following story that happened to me more than two decades ago popped into my mind. It was in my early years of providing kosher supervision to local factories through our Thai Kashrut Services organization. The ingredients at a certain factory I had visited were not up to kosher standard. I explained to the factory management that I was unable to provide kosher certification due to the problematic ingredients. The factory owners asked to come and visit me at my office. An envelope was put on the table, with a noticeable amount of cash in it. They explained that they had come to talk about seeing how to ‘organize’ the kosher certificate. Ostensibly they were asking about what ingredients they needed to change. However the cash filled envelope indicated what they really had in mind. They wanted to influence me to certify something kosher even though it wasn’t. I was shocked. I had never experienced ‘bribery’ in its raw form before. As part of my childhood education I had heard the story of the imprisonment and ultimate release of Rabbi Yosef Yitschak Schneersohn, the sixth Rebbe of Chabad. Even after the communist revolution, the Rebbe continued to actively promote Jewish observance. This enraged the religion-hating communists. One morning, while the Rebbe was observing yahrzeit after his father, three members of the secret police rushed into his synagogue, guns in hand, to arrest him. Calmly he finished his prayers and then followed them. Facing a council of armed and determined men, the Rebbe once again reaffirmed that he would, under no threat of compulsion, give up his religious activities. When one of the agents pointed a gun at him, saying, “This little toy has made many a man change his mind,” the Rebbe calmly replied: “Your little toy can intimidate only a man who has many gods (passions) and but one world (this world). Because I have only one G-d and two worlds, I am not impressed by your little toy.” (While he was subsequently arrested and faced with the death penalty, a few weeks later the Rebbe was miraculously released and allowed to emigrate to the free world. Click here for more details about his heroic struggle). These words of Rabbi Yosef Yitschak Schneersohn, as he faced the loaded gun of a communist officer flashed before my eyes. I looked at the envelope and felt disgusted rather than tempted. Let’s face it, money is a temptation. A big sum of money is a big temptation. But ultimately, when one recognizes that there is but one G-d and that this world is only a temporary sojourn, while the soul lives for eternity, money loses (some of) its compelling allure. I thank G-d for having been born to parent who taught me these values. The heroes they told me about were spiritual giants. Stories like this about Tzadikim (plural of Tzadik) who lived in the same physical world as we do, yet were attuned to a higher spiritual reality serve as a beacon of light and inspiration to us. Hopefully my sharing with the teenagers about the strength that this story gave me to not be tempted by a unethical bribe, will give them a point of reference when they are faced with moral temptation. We need to tell more stories like these. We need to glorify those who do what is right, notwithstanding whether it is popular. When our heroes are not the powerful and the famous, rather the ethical and the benevolent, our society will become a more refined and inspired one. Later in the week I had the privilege to speak to the kids of Camp Gan Israel when they came to visit the Chabad House Synagogue. Much younger kids. I told them the above story of the Rebbe. Are they too young to absorb the message? I don’t think so. I heard the story when I was their age. It had an effect on me till today. And please G-d will continue to inspire me. If we inspire the young kids, they will inspire their kids. Their kids will inspire their kids. Mashiach will be here way before….. AM YISRAEL CHAI
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