February 8, 2020
“O G-d, Thou art my G-d, earnestly will I seek Thee; my soul thirsteth for Thee, my flesh longeth for Thee, in a dry and weary land, where no water is.”
- Psalm 63:2, JPS 1917 Tanach
G-d is still my G-d, that is in season or out of season. In other words, whether I am particularly inclined to seek Him or not. If I reach out towards Him, through some activity that permits me to connect with Him, then the potential to grow closer to Him is enacted. However, if I flounder, and wallow in my this-worldliness (Olam HaZeh), then I am only going into a default mode, that will not add to my spiritual growth. Yet, even in those times, when I lack the enthusaism to continue with the rigours of my religious path, “If I make my bed in the nether-world, behold, Thou art there” (Psalm 139:8b, JPS 1917 Tanach). H’Shem, raise me up from the desert of my existence.
At times, an oasis appears along the path, as I navigate my week, from Shabbos to Shabbos. The mundane days are less likely to bring joy, especially if I do not use them wisely. Yet, the Sabbath is the source of all joy, and the wellspring of salvation; as we say every motzei Shabbos – after the Sabbath – at the time of the havdalah service, that separates the sacredness of the seventh day from the other six days of the week. We remind ourselves of the ultimate Shabbos, the beginning of Olam Haba (the World to Come), when our rest will be complete.
“And it shall come to pass in that day, that living waters shall go out from Jerusalem.”
- Zechariah 14:8, JPS 1917 Tanach