Parshas Toldos
A Thousand Life Lessons
By Rabbi Label Lam
And he (Essau) said, “Is he not rightly called Yaakov? Since he has
gone behind me these two times, he took my birthright and see now he took
away my blessing…” (Breishis 27:36)
This is a lightning bolt from the deep past. Essau for the first time
betrays his woefully mistaken impression of the sale of the birthright
that had had occurred fifty years earlier. Sure Yaakov under executive
orders from his mother had just usurped his blessing. Rivka had observed
his lack of readiness for those blessings. She held the long kept secret
of the potentially negative prenatal prophecy that Essau may not turn out
right. Why had his character stagnated and even worsened over the next
five decades? Who was to blame for that? Let us appreciate the relevance
of that false accusation he launched at his brother in his hour of crisis.
The verse openly testifies that after the sale of the birthright Yaakov
had given him not only the beans he so desperately requested but bread and
apparently some drink too because it is written, “And he ate and he drank
and he got up and he left and he despised the birthright!” (Breishis
25:34) If it is true that Yakkov had taken advantage of him in a
vulnerable state and not that he was tricked into forfeiting the
birthright then he should have protested then and there when his stomach
was full. Why should he leave the scene of the crime silently? That proved
how little he valued the birthright. Now we find out that for fifty years
Essau is telling himself the story that he was a victim of deception. For
fifty years he tricked himself. Playing the victim keeps one from getting
past their tragic flaws. If one blames others then he is not responsible.
Others are! This may be fine for spinning perceptions in a political
universe but for personal growth it’s a crippling mentality.
Someone asked me if there was some diplomatic or delicate way that he
could ask the young woman he had been dating, who was a divorcee, about
her first marriage. It occurred to me that rather than ask, “What went
wrong?” which is an invitation for a flood of negativity, he should rather
ask, “What did you learn from your first marriage?” If all she can say is
that her husband was a no good such and such, then history may likely be
readying to repeat itself. It’s hard to imagine that anyone going through
such a trauma didn’t glean some personal life lessons.
In super contradistinction to Essau’s blame game let us bathe in the light
of someone who took a completely different approach. One of my good
friends was shocked and terribly dismayed when he heard of his older
brother Avrumi’s horrific car accident in Israel three years ago. Avrumi
was driving someone to the airport in his minivan when a driver in the on
coming direction decided to pass a truck. He glanced off of a police car,
spun out of control and struck Avrumi’s van. Boruch HASHEM Avrumi survived
but tragically he lost both of his legs. Months after the accident Avrumi,
was allowed to leave the hospital temporarily and arrangements were made
for him and his family to go to a hotel for Pesach. Once there, he phoned
the fellow whose driving indiscretion had caused the whole episode. He
told him that he would like to meet him and that he shouldn’t be nervous
about it because he had no malice against him.
Remarkably he showed up. There standing before him was a man with a
yarmulke and sporting a beard. Avrumi had expected to see a secular
Israeli. The young fellow told him that because of all the problems the
accident has caused he started to think a great deal and that eventually
caused him to become a Baal Teshuva! He told that young man, “It’s worth
it that I lost my legs so that you should become an observant Jew.”
I was with Avrumi this past Motzei Shabbos and I was amazed to meet a
person who would have reason to play the blame game, as Essau did, and
stay stuck in the past but rather chose to embrace reality and to learn a
thousand life lessons.
DvarTorah, Copyright © 2007 by Rabbi Label Lam and Torah.org.