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Self-Sacrifice: Does It Actually Kill?

By Rabbi Yoseph Kahanov Jax, FL

Man’s puny existence

Certain that G-d’s involvement with planet earth was no longer necessary; a presumptuous group of people sent word, requesting that the Master honor the will of His supreme creatures and consider a leave of absence.

Surprisingly amicable; G-d had but one stipulation: He needed assurance of man’s ability to run things on his own. The representative of the people boldly offered to match G-d’s ability in whatever He should decide.

Sicha of the Rebbe – Parshas Pekudei

The Rebbe says (part one):

1. The portion of Pekudei, as well as the previous portion of Vayakhel, discuss at length exactly how all the elements of the Mishkan (the Tabernacle) were made.

2. The Rebbe now questions this:

Three and four Torah portions earlier, in Parshas Terumah and Tetzaveh, the Torah told us that Hashem (G-d) told Moshe Rabbeinu (Moses our teacher) exactly how to make the Mishkan. Now, again, in the portions of Vayakhel and Pekudei, the Torah tells us exactly how the Mishkan was actually and finally made in accordance with the previous instructions.

Surely, if we consider that the Torah’s general style of composition is to write everything in the shortest possible manner, and indeed many laws are learned out from one extra word or letter, we will be puzzled at the Torah’s repetition of every single detail of the Mishkan. Wouldn’t it have been more fitting for the Torah to simply state in this week’s Torah portion, “And the Jewish people constructed the Mishkan in accordance with all that Hashem had commanded Moshe Rabbeinu”? Why does the Torah belabor the point by going through every part of the Mishkan that the Jewish people in fact made, in the portions of Vayakhel and Pekudei?

Priorities, Priorities! – Confusing The Book For The Cover

by Rabbi Yoseph Kahanov Jax. Fl

A philosophy professor stood before his class with some items in front of him. When the class began, he picked up a very large, empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, approximately two inches in diameter. He then asked the students if the jar was full and they agreed that it was.

Next, he picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The Sinful Aftermath – Clinging To Bad Ideas

by Rabbi Yoseph Kahanov Jax Fl.

Weeping uncontrollably, a distraught mother one day paid a frantic call to a Chassidic Rebbe. “Rebbe,” she exclaimed, “It’s my son; he’s acting really strange; I think he needs a psychiatrist!”

“What’s the matter,” inquired the Rebbe, visibly concerned.

“The matter?” cried the woman, “He’s behaving like a lowlife! He has been seen dancing with gentile women and dining on swine, SWINE! I’m telling you, he went Mishuga.

How to Deal with a Rebellious Child?

How to deal with kids rebelling. What language to teach — Yiddish vs. English? How to cope with high anxiety. Just some of the problems schools face today. The Avner Institute presents two fascinating audiences in 1961 (5721) and 1965 (5725) with Reb Aron Dov Sufrin, of blessed memory, who for nearly 40 years had served as Director of Education of Lubavitch Foundation, London UK, and who, after leaving the Rebbe’s room, took down notes of the timeless advice on today’s youth and education.

CLOTHESMINDEDNESS – You Are What You Wear

by Rabbi Yoseph Kahanov Jax, FL.

Motel the tailor wanders into a small flophouse late one stormy winter night. “Quite full,” says the innkeeper. “Let’s see . . . I’ve got a single Cossack in one of the rooms up on the top floor. Your best bet is to climb into the bed beside him. Sorry, it’s the best I can do. ”

Grateful for a place to park his weary bones, the traveler quickly makes for the staircase, halting only to request that the innkeeper wake him well before dawn. “Got a train to catch,” he importantly blurts out.

Before he knows it, there’s a hand shaking him awake. “It’s well before dawn,” says a voice; “your train.”