This week's parsha, Vayechi, concludes the Book of Breishis, also known
as the Sefer Yetzira (The Book of Formation). The Ramban explains that it's
called this because it consists of 1) the formation of the world and 2) the
happenings of the Forefathers which 'formed' and shaped the future destiny
of their descendants.
"Va'y'chee Yaakov" - And Yaakov lived - "b'eretz Mitzraim shva esrei shana
(47:28)" - in the land of Egypt for seventeen years. These were joyous,
anguish free years for Yaakov, having been reunited with his beloved son
Yosef. The Baal Haturim points out that Yaakov lived this type of existence
only during the first seventeen years of Yosef's life, until Yosef was
sold, and for the last seventeen years of his own life, after having been
reunited with him. This total of thirty four years is contained within the
gematria (numerical value) of the word "va'y'chee" - and he lived - (vav =
6, yud = 10, ches = 8, yud = 10) - the essence of Yaakov's 'life'.
Seeing his strength ebb, Yaakov summons his twelve sons to bless them
before his death. Yehuda was ordained with the blessing of 'malchus' - the
royal lineage until the coming of the Moshiach. Yaakov also prophesied of
the abundance that the portion of Yehuda would contain. "Chachlili einayim
miyayin" - the eyes will be reddened from an abundance of wine - "u'l'ven
shinayim maichalav (49:12)" - and the teeth whitened from an abundance of
The Talmud (Kesuvos 112B) offers an alternative understanding. It is
greater to 'whiten your teeth' to a friend ("u'l'ven shinayim") than to
give him milk to drink ("maichalav"). The power of a smile! Often it is
both the easiest and the greatest gift that we can offer.
The Mishna (Avos 4:15) states that one should always endeavor to initiate a
greeting. The Aley Shor explains that to return a greeting is 'derech
eretz' -proper respect - but to initiate a greeting is "hazrachas shemesh"
- sunshine! The Torah wants us to know, he writes, that everyone is waiting
and hoping for this little bit of 'sunshine'. It is each and every person's
responsibility to, as much as possible, illuminate the lives of others.
A small infant already differentiates between a smile and a frown. A smile
prompts the glow of his delight. An angry face brings almost immediate
tears. I believe that studies have shown that a healthy, cheerful,
nurturing environment contributes at least as much to a child's well-being
and development as does proper eating and nutrition.
Everyone needs this sunshine of a friendly and encouraging smile. Spouses
need it to maintain and build on their relationship. Children (of all
ages!) bask in the glow of a parents proud smile. The mood of parents often
depends on a smile, or lack of one, from their children. Friends,
acquaintances, teachers, students, bosses, workers all need this to coexist
happily and productively.
A person's face has been called a 'rshus harabim' - public property. We all
have issues that we are dealing with and often a dour expression is a true
representation of our feelings. At the same time, how often is our own mood
spoiled by seeing such an expression on the face of another... The strength
that it takes to assure that our problems don't become someone else's...
The story is told of Rav Avrohom Grudzinsky, a close talmid (disciple) of
the Saba of Slabudka, who toiled for two years to acquire this attribute of
a smiling countenance. All those who saw him, throughout the many different
hardships that he endured, testified as to the beautiful, radiating smile
that adorned his face. Even during the torturous years spent in the ghetto,
his face was aglow while his heart mourned.
On a Friday in Yerushalayim one has many opportunities to give charity to
others less fortunate than ourselves. Normally, in our rush to accomplish
the many pre-Shabbos errands, a few coins are blindly dropped into a cup,
accompanied by a mumbled wish for a good Shabbos. One time, having noticed
a despondent look on the face of an elderly man collecting charity, I
paused as I handed him the coins. Looking into his eyes I smiled, asked him
how he was feeling, and then, shaking his hand, I warmly wished him a good
Shabbos. The transformation that took place in this man was incredible. He
didn't want to let go of my hand! He literally followed me out of the
bakery, holding my hand, thanking and blessing me. I was very moved by this
encounter as I realized that the relatively small mitzva of giving a few
cents to charity could be increased exponentially by a simple smile and a
few kind, caring words. [The Gemorah in Bava Basra (9b) quotes Rabbi
Yitzchak who says "A person who gives a prutah (the smallest coin) to a
poor person is blessed with six blessings, but a person who verbally
appeases a poor person is blessed with eleven blessings."]
So often, what really matters isn't necessarily what we do or how much we
do but rather the way we do it. We've discussed before that often, many
aspects of our acts are beyond our control. However, our attitude and the
way we do things is clearly within our control.
The Talmud (Kiddushin 31A) teaches that a person can feed his father plump
chicken and be punished and a person can have his father work grinding a
mill and earn reward in the world to come. Rashi quotes the Talmud
Yerushalmi which illustrates each case with a story. A son was feeding his
father plump fowl. When his father asked him where he was getting it from,
his response was, "Old man! What do you care? Just be silent and swallow!".
Another son was employed as a flour grinder and thus would support his
family and his elderly father. When his father was drafted into the king's
service, he volunteered to go in his place. The father took over his
position as the flour grinder. As we said, it's not necessarily what we do
but how we do it.
Hasidic Tales of the Holocaust tells of a well-to-do Chasidic Rabbi who
would take a daily morning stroll. It was his custom to greet every man,
woman and child that he encountered on his way with a warm smile and a
cordial "Good morning". Over the years he became acquainted with many of
the townspeople and he would greet them with their proper name and title.
In the fields near the town he would exchange greetings with Herr Muller, a
Polish ethnic German. "Good morning Herr Muller", the rabbi would call out.
"Good morning Herr Rabbiner", would come the good-natured response.
When the war began, the strolls abruptly ceased. The rabbi lost most of his
family in the Treblinka death camp and he, after great suffering, was sent
to Auschwitz. One day, during a selection at Auschwitz, the rabbi was lined
up with hundreds of other Jews. A wave of a finger to the right or left
would determine if one would live or die. Suddenly the rabbi felt an urge
to see the man who was deciding the fate of so many. He lifted his eyes and
heard his own voice pronounce: "Good morning Herr Muller!". "Good morning,
Herr Rabbiner", responded the voice of the S.S. man. The hand signaled to
the right - to life. The next day, the rabbi was transferred to a safer camp.
The power of a smile. The power of "Good morning".