We Are  Holy Beings
    May 4, 2012
    Rabbi  Gary S. Creditor
     
    Some time ago at the  daily afternoon minyan I mentioned that we don't count people to see if  there were the prerequisite ten for the minyan. We had discussed this  previously in the Talmud class. I remember growing up in shul that someone  said:  "nisht eine, nisht tsvei" "not one, not two" and  so on. Later I learned that we use the verse "Save Thy people, and bless  Thine inheritance; tend them, and sustain them forever" which in the  Hebrew is exactly ten words. The first ten people each was designated by a  word, not a number. We live in a world that is all numbers. Even Skype,  with live pictures and voice, is nothing more than numbers. We communicate with  banks, stores, and our credit and debit cards just as an assortment of numbers.  And there are those using numbers trying to detect and steal our numbers. And  being numbers, we are able to be flooded by emails, even if they have some  importance, and certainly spam which has none. I remember being told that I was  only worth an amount created by the values of the chemicals of my body. The  world we live in reduces us to numbers. Judaism  does not. We are people. We are individuals. We mean  something in our individuality. Our being makes a difference in the  world. I am not known by my social security number. I am known by my name.  To Ruby, my mother and my aunt, I am Gary.  To my children I am Abbah. To my grandchildren I am Sabbah. To the rest of the  world I am "Rabbi." It  became my name, too.
     
    In the Torah the months  of the year do not have names. When the holidays are explained, it states that  they occur on such and such a day in the numbered month. Only during the  Babylonian exile do the months receive their names. Beginning with the  narrative of creation in the Book of Genesis, we learn that the days are  numbered, "first, second…" When the Torah needs to do a  census of the Israelites, several times during the Wilderness period, each  person gives a half shekel. These are tallied and thus the number of the  Israelites is deduced. 
     
    The Jewish world view is  so different, so at variance with the world you and I live in. We are reduced  to numbers. Yet in Judaism, we can't be numbers. We are always our own  person. Perhaps it was never clearer than through the prism of the Holocaust  wherein the Nazis attempted to reduce each person to the number tattooed on  their arm. In Israel,  the original museum to tell the story of the Holocaust and extol the honor of  our dead, its name was borrowed from the prophet Isaiah with the idiomatic  Hebrew "Yad VaShem" which literally means hand and name. Today, there you can look up your family by their  name. Judaism strives against seeing the human being as a statistic, as a  number. We may count the days of the Omer, but do not lose sight of human  beings. We never relinquish our being, our dignity, our individuality.
                I am not a  number. I am a name.
                I am not a  numeral. I am a person.
                I am not a  statistic. I embody the image of God.
                From  tomorrow's Torah portion, we are kedoshim,  we are holy beings.
     
      Perhaps because I am  generally sensitive to the use of numbers, because we are counting the Omer, and because of my  extremely heightened sensitivity to gun violence since our member's  murder in December, it all intersected with the editorial in today's  Times-Dispatch about April being the bloodiest month in Richmond. I have cringed reading the daily  paper. I read every article and it is extremely painful. This editorial used  the language "deviation from recent trends." That is the language  of numbers. Judaism talks about souls, about lives, about people, about being  holy, about being in the image of God. Numbers don't feel pain. Human  beings do. The illustration of the police tape saying "Police Line Do Not  Cross" did not do the editorial justice. 
     
    I wonder how people would  feel, would it make a difference, would it change anything, if instead of  words, bar graphs, or pie charts, they took a whole page of the Times-Dispatch,  turned it on its side, and used the pictures of people to portray  "trends," indicate "averages." Show me people, not  numbers!
                Would people  pay any more attention?
                Would handgun  advocates see the havoc?
                Would the  sellers, the makers, the distributers of guns do anything differently?
                Would it stop  the bloodshed?
     
    It has been interesting  to watch the commercials by Bennett's Funeral Home on TV. They show a  snap-shot of an individual and thumb-nail sketch of the person. I can relate to  that. It speaks to me of their humanity. I am touched.
                We need to be  touched and not hardened.
                We need to be  preeminently human and not denigrated into being numbers.
                We need to be  advocates to reduce violence and elevate civility,
                                to diminish cruelty and promote respect.
                We need to  reveal the image of God that is embedded in each of us.
                We need to  show the world that "We Are Holy  Beings."
     
    Shabbat Shalom.
    
     
    Rabbi Gary S. Creditor
    Temple Beth-El
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