Parshios Chukas & Balak
A Real Yiddishe Kup!
By Rabbi Label Lam
“Who can count the dust of Jacob and the seed of Israel? May my soul
die the death of the straight and may my end be like his.” (Bamidbar
Who can count the dust of Jacob: It is incalculable the amount of Mitzvos
they (the Jews) do with dust… (Rashi)
In spite of his bad intentions, Bilam was compelled to speak only words of
truth. We need to know, though, why he coupled these concepts together in
the same verse. What about observing the countless number of Mitzvos Jews
do with dust caused Bilam to want to die the death of the straight ones?
The Talmud Sukkah 52A gives the following futuristic account: “Rabbi
Yehuda learns that in the future The Holy One Blessed Be He will bring the
Yetzer Hora-the evil inclination and slaughter him in front of the
righteous and in front of the wicked. To the righteous he will seem like a
mountain and to the wicked like a strand of hair. These ones will be
crying and these ones will be crying. The righteous will cry and
exclaim, “How were we able to conquer such a high mountain?” The wicked
will be crying and saying, “How is it that we could not overcome a single
What’s this metaphor of the hair and the mountain about? With a searing
insight the Maharsha points out that the archetype opponent of Jacob,
Essau eventually settled in a place called Har Seir or literally the
Mountain of Hair. How does that help us? The wicked are bemoaning, in
that moment of clarity, that what prevented them from making personal and
moral progress was something as feeble as a hair. People hold themselves
back from Mitzvos because of some unfounded fear like “what other might
say” only to see how proportionately minute it really is in the grand
scheme of things. The righteous, on the other hand stand back in awe and
can hardly believe that they were able to accomplish so much in a
lifetime. How did they do it? What is so remarkable about this tall
mountain? It is a mountain of hairs - constructed one courageous deed at a
One late Thursday night I visited one of the local bakeries to fetch a
cake for “the guys”. I was directed to the back room from where all the
intoxicating aromas were emanating. There I beheld row after row -
hundreds of racks, maybe thousands of freshly baked Challos for Shabbos!
Then the baker himself emerged from the forest of delightfully baked goods
wearing his white apron and all. Excitedly, I told him, “You should have
in mind that all these Challos are going to be eaten for the sake of the
Holy Shabbos!” With gleaming eyes he looked beyond me, and said, “Of
course! Of course I do!” It’s such a simple thing. Every week, for a
lifetime, with the dust of flour that emerges from the dust of the earth
this simple baker weaves his way with intentionality onto thousands of
Shabbos tables. I was in awe. Who can count the dust of Jacob?
Bilam too was stricken with a vision of the mountains and mountains of
success that Israel would achieve over the course of its long history, one
Shabbos at a time, and with the earthiest of stuff. Even still he couldn’t
push past that first follicle and join. No! Instead he foolishly exclaimed
his wish to die like the righteous and share their ultimate rewards. Why
is Billy so silly?
A friend who became a grandparent joked, “If I had only known how great it
was to be a grandparent, I would have skipped being a parent and become a
grandparent straight away.” I told him what my father-in–law of blessed
memory said - that it is like the fellow who entered a diner that
advertised, “Second Cup of Coffee Free” and asked for the second cup. He
was told, “In order to get second one free, you have to pay for the first
cup.” Now, that’s a real Yiddishe Kup!
Text Copyright © 2006 by Rabbi Label Lam and Torah.org.