Omer – Day 37

Barukh ata Adonay, Eloheynu Melekh ha-olam, asher kid’shanu b’mitzvotav v’zivanu al s’firat haOmer.

Blessed be the Eternal God, Ruler of the universe, who makes us holy through Mitzvot and has commanded us to count the Omer.

Hayom yom shloshim ve sheva laOmer, shehem hamisha shavuot ve shtei yammim laOmer.

Today is day thirty seven of the Omer, which is five weeks and two days of the Omer.

gevura be yesod – strength within intimacy; greatness within relationship

You know what makes relationships great? Cabbages, rabbits and foxes. There is this math riddle – a man has to get a cabbage, a rabbit and a fox (some versions have goats and wolves – we always end up with rabbits) to the other side of a river but has a very small boat which will only fit one of the items and the rabbit and fox are not in cages, but can eat things and the cabbage is unwrapped. What? Unreal? So are some of the situations families get into! If you have ever tried to coordinate a bunch of people in a family who all have different activities, you know there’s always a “and if you take her to the birthday party, I’ll drive him to the office, and she can take her to swim class, and then he can swing back and make dinner, and then she will make it to the airport on time and who is picking her up from the birthday party anyway, and whose job was it to pack the swim-suit?” discussion.

And the fact that there’s a family means people throw suggestions at each other until finally, someone says, “and that means the cabbage makes it safely!” and you realize you’ve solved the logic puzzle of getting everyone everywhere once again. It means that if I don’t have time, someone else pitches in for me and makes sure miracles happen and on the other hand, it means I take the time to put in what I can when I’m around to make things better. It makes for strength. Oh, maybe with fewer people, there’d be less rabbits – but more importantly, there’d be less boats. There’s no way, I for one would make it.

Today, I see the strength of having enough boats and I put my oar in with a will.


Posted on May 31, 2016, in Iyar, Omer and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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