D'Var Torah - Parshas Re'eh
By Rabbi Baruch Lederman

"See, I place before you today a blessing and a curse." (Deut. 11:26)
 
        We often think that our success is due purely to our skill, talent and efforts. While it is true that we must do hard work, it is only with Hashem's (G-d's) blessings that we can accomplish anything, as the following true story illustrates:
 
        On November 28th, 1944, the submarine Archer-fish under the command of Captain Joe Enright, was patrolling Tokyo Bay. Suddenly he spotted in his periscope the super-aircraft carrier, Shinano, over 70,000 tons (40,000 tons bigger than the U.S. carriers Essex or Yorktown!). Its existence is unknown to the intelligence forces of the United States government! Originally intended to be a battleship, the Japanese lost so many carriers at Mariana Islands, Leyte Gulf and Midway that they put their hopes for victory on fielding this mega-aircraft carrier. It was created with a special concrete-filled double hull to make it virtually impenetrable to torpedoes and with watertight compartments in order to make it almost unsinkable.

        Captain Enright has his troubles. The day before his radar went down. In fixing it his technicians had to test it, thus revealing his presence. Now he sees the carrier, but it's traveling too fast at 20 knots (the Shinano had a
top speed of 27 knots, but with only 8 of its boilers operable, it could only make 20 knots; a fleet submarine's top speed was 18 knots and push come to shove, 19 knots). Wanting to keep contact with the carrier, Enright
continuously uses his radar (a non-standard strategy as it announces his presence; he figures they already know he is there from the previous day's radar testing).

        When the Shinano heads south there is no way the sub can keep the carrier in contact, so Archer-fish sends off a contact report to Comsubpac in Hawaii informing them of the target and course. Archer-fish follows the deduced course of the aircraft carrier in hopes that the submarine will get ahead of the carrier when the carrier will zig back to its main course. (When a carrier is in sub-infested waters it does not want to maintain a straight
course to give the subs an easy setup to shoot their torpedoes; instead it zigs and zags to the right and left -- starboard and port -- of its course.

        Sure enough, the carrier is spotted heading back towards the deduced course! The sub submerges to set up a shot. The angle is oblique, but it will have to do. Wait! The carrier is turning due north! A perfect 90 degree,
perpendicular shot. Off go a spread of 6 torpedoes at 8 second intervals. Four torpedoes hit ... and about 6 hours later, the super-aircraft carrier sinks with about half of her crew.

        Great job! Captain Enright receives the Navy Cross. He did everything right. He sunk the equivalent of the Japanese Bismarck, the last hope of Japan! The application of brains, daring and experience! Now ... here's what Captain Enright didn't know!

        The Shinano was commanded by Captain Abe (and no ... he was not Jewish). Captain Abe is directed by the Japanese High Command to move the Shinano to the Inland Sea because they fear that a previous B-29 raid had photographed the Shinano and subsequent bombing missions will target the boatyard where the Shinano is being completed. Captain Abe protests that the Shinano is not ready -- the waterproof compartments have not been air-tested to ensure that they will contain incoming water; there are gaskets missing and doors are
miss-aligned. Four of his twelve boilers are not yet operational. The High Command tells him, "Go anyway! And go at night because we have no planes to escort you!"

        Captain Abe has report of a submarine using radar (remember the testing to put the Archer-fish's radar back on line?). He assumes there is a wolf pack of submarines out there. When he hears the constant radar (remember: the Archer-fish couldn't keep up, but wanted to keep contact) he commands his four battle-proven destroyer escorts to maintain position around the Shinano. He figures that the submarine is a decoy to draw the destroyers off of their positions so that another sub can sneak inside the perimeter and sink the
Shinano. When one of his destroyers spots the sub and takes chase, Captain Abe calls him back and reprimands him -- right before the destroyer can fire upon the sub or depth charge the sub. Had the destroyer pursued the sub, the Shinano could have escaped contact!
 
        After heading south, the Shinano is forced to slow down because of a hot bearing in its propeller shaft, making her speed less than the flank speed of the submarine. Captain Abe is told of the sub's radio broadcast (when the sub could no longer keep radar contact with the Shinano). Figuring that the sub is radioing his new heading to other subs, Captain Abe alters his course back to the north -- towards the Archer-fish which has moved ahead and now lies in wait because of the Shinano's zig and slower speed (due to the hot ball bearing).

        When Captain Abe receives report that the radar wave from the sub has ceased (when the submarine submerged for the oblique torpedo shot), he says, "Aha! (or the Japanese equivalent) "the sub is about to fire torpedoes!" So, what does Captain Abe do? He alters his course to the west to ruin the torpedo setup, thus instead putting himself in a perpendicular position to the sub for a classic, perfect setup for a torpedo shot!
        
        Before the four torpedoes hit, Captain Abe has given the order to batten down the hatches. Unfortunately, due to missing and broken gaskets, and miss-aligned doors, the order proves worthless. Rather than heading for shore to beach his carrier and save it, he assumes that four torpedoes cannot do major damage. So, he heads at his best speed towards his destination -- thus forcing more water into his hull ... until it's too late to save the ship and he sinks.

        Now, here's the question! What sunk the Shinano? Captain Enright's seamanship and strategy or Captain Abe's assumptions? The answer: both! The lesson: We have to do our best in life. Take into account the information available to us and make our decisions. The outcome? It's out of our hands! Success is in the "hands" of the Hashem. If Hashem wants that aircraft carrier sunk, it will sink. If He doesn't, it won't.

        Want evidence? One year previously our same Captain Enright was commanding the U.S.S. Dace. Comsubpac sent him a Top Secret message. They had intercepted the Japanese naval code and broken it. They gave Captain Enright the location, course and speed of the aircraft carrier Shokaku (which was involved in the bombing of Pearl Harbor). Captain Enright positioned himself in the perfect spot to intercept the aircraft carrier. At the appointed time, there was the aircraft carrier -- 9 miles away (too far to intercept)! The current had slowed to 1/3 of its normal speed, accounting for the different position of the carrier. Captain Enright stood at his periscope, brokenhearted, and watched the carrier sail over the horizon, powerless to do anything. The lesson: do your best, but know that ultimately success is in the hands of the Hashem.
 
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Rav Pappa was climbing a ladder when he suddenly began to slip. He grappled for a moment, then caught himself before falling. He was gripped with trepidation because he understood this as a sign from heaven that he had done something that was deemed worthy of death penalty. Rav Chiya suggested that perhaps Rav Pappa had failed to give tzedaka (charity) to a poor person. The Talmud teaches, "One who hides his eyes from tzedaka is considered as one who serves idols." Idol worship is punishable by death. The Maharsha (Baba Basra 10A) says that Rav Chiya was hinting to the following incident:

        Once a poor person came to Rav Pappa, who was in charge of the communal charity fund, for a donation from the fund. Rav Pappa denied him because this man was also going from door to door for donations and the law stated, "When a poor person collects from door to door, he is not given a gift from the communal fund." Rav Samma rebuked him saying, "If you don't give him, than others will not give and he will die."
        Rav Pappa responded, "What can I do? The law states 'When a poor person collects from door to door, he is not given a gift from the communal fund.' "   Rav Samma retorted, "He is not given a large gift, but he is given small token gift."
        Rav Moshe Dov Harris explained that Rav Pappa could not be considered as one who "hides his eyes from tzedaka" just because he did not know a law. Rather, Rav Pappa failed to deduce the law because he lacked empathy towards the plight of the poor person. In addition to transferring funds, the mitzvah of tzedaka requires that one be sensitive to the plight of the poor person and feel his pain. Had Rav Pappa put himself in the poor man's shoes, he would have realized that 'no gift' could not be an option and therefore a small token gift must be in order. Rav Pappa's failing was in the essential mitzvah of tzedaka and thus is tantamount to Idol worship.
        How important it is for us to be constantly and acutely tuned in to the feelings of others.
DVAR TORAH: Re’eh

“Children are you to the L-rd your G-d… For you are a holy nation… a treasured people…”  (Deut. 14:1-2)

We are a special, holy, treasured people. When we realize this, we embrace our role as G-d’s children and as such we come closer to Hashem (G-d). Sometimes Hashem’s children reunite with their Father in the most unexpected ways, as the following true story illustrates:


Though born in the Jewish state, Omri's childhood was devoid of any Judaism. Omri Vartash grew up in  Kibbutz Ruchama - an affiliate of the communist Shomer HaTzair Movement.

 

A product of secular Israel, it didn't occur to anyone, apparently, to mark his bar mitzvah - not even with a symbolic celebration. He'd never set foot in a synagogue, or wanted to.  "I knew that religious people didn't eat bread on Passover, but that was the extent of my information on that holiday."

His parents enrolled him in the School of the Arts in Mitzpeh Rimon, to develop his artistic talents. When, in time, Omri received a tempting invitation: to travel to Italy, the home of theater, to study acting, he jumped at it. The Theater Lab was headed by the world-renowned Jerzy Grotowski, who even after his death is held in such high esteem that some theater fans stand up respectfully at the very mention of his name.


"My parents were elated to hear that I would be studying with the great Grotowski," Omri recalled. "They stood tall, bursting with pride, and told anyone who was willing to listen!"

Occasionally, Grotowski would invite one of his students for a private meeting. His students hailed from all over the world.  "Every one of us hoped for a chance for such intimacy with our mentor, a relaxed conversation in his home or in some secluded place. We learned so much from him then; it was a mini-lesson on the 'tricks of the trade' of theater life, a truly eye-opening talk.”

And then one day, it was Omri's turn. He was beside himself with excitement. What would Grotowski say to him? What questions should he ask "the master"?

Grotowski invited Omri to dinner in an Italian restaurant. There, in the midst of devouring an enormous plate of spaghetti, he asked the young Israeli a very pointed question: "What do you know about the Baal Shem Tov?" He even pronounced the Baal Shem Tov's name correctly

"Baal what?" Omri asked, thoroughly confused and at a loss. "What Shem?" The words sounded like Hebrew, but what was Grotowski talking about?

Now it was the great director's turn to be shocked. "You are a Jew, are you not?! Do you mean to tell me that you've never heard of the Baal Shem Tov?! Who educated you?! Where did you grow up?! Why, he was one of the greatest men of your nation!"

Grotowski, the Polish gentile, looked long and hard at his student. Then, patiently, he proceeded to tell him about the Chassidic movement, which began in the Ukraine and spread across Grotowski's native Poland. But mostly, he described the holy Baal Shem Tov, and the miracles he performed.

Omri Vartash, kibbutz-born secular Israeli, sat in an Italian restaurant in the heart of Rome, and listened breathlessly. He'd never heard anything remotely like it.

"It was the most meaningful discussion of my life. I started to think: 'How could this knowledge have been hidden from me for all these years? I'm completely disconnected from the history of my own people! How is it that a Polish gentile knows more than I do?"

Omri never imagined what would happen next. The next morning, Grotowski phoned to set up another meeting with his Jewish student. And he gave him a book, an English translation of Shivchei HaBesht (Praises of the Baal Shem Tov). "Read this! It will greatly enrich you," his "rebbe” told him. Omri took the book, and so began his journey into Judaism. He read the book from start to finish, and the more he read, the more he wanted to know. Meanwhile, Grotowski was keeping tabs on his student, to see what he would do with his newfound knowledge.

"I'm simply astonished!" Omri told him. "But what should I do next?"

"Continue your search!" Grotowski told Omri. "You came here on a spiritual quest but all the spirituality you could ever need is right there before you, in your own ancient religion!  I know that there are special books that explain the laws and customs to Jews who are searching for the truth."

Omri didn't sit idle; he went looking for more. And he began committing himself to observing certain practices.  "I started by maintaining a separation between milk and meat, despite the fact that I didn't yet eat kosher food. And, with Grotowski's encouragement, I began going to synagogue for the first time in my life. I tried to take part in the prayers.”

"The deeper I went in my research of Judaism, the deeper my relationship became with Grotowski. My non-Jewish friends noticed that the two of us had developed a special kinship. He would question me in great detail about my visits to the synagogue, and about my experiences during prayer.”

"You have no further need to remain here," he told Omri, one day. "You must return home, and continue there to search for your roots."

And Omri, forever loyal and obedient to his master's words, packed up his bags and returned to Israel.

When he got home, he told his baffled parents just what he had learned from the famous director Grotowski: that he needed to become religious.

"My parents were speechless. Totally. They'd sent me to him so that I'd return as an accomplished actor. Instead, I was now going to become a 'dos' ('ultra-Orthodox Jew)!"

In Jerusalem, he continued along the path to Judaism. Omri accepted upon himself, completely and absolutely, the yoke of religious observance, and totally became a part of the Torah world.

On the advice of a Torah sage, Omri decided that he needed to make use of his acting skills and of everything he had learned in Italy, in order to increase awareness of Torah. He and an actor friend, who was also returning to his roots, began to write skits that would teach children about their heritage.

"What we try to do is to use our acting skills to serve the greater public. We are tools to assist people in rediscovering their beliefs,” explains Omri.

The duo began their work with no equipment, no scenery, and no props. They traveled, as they were, from school to school, and performed for children. Today, three years later, there's no sector of society before whom the duo haven't performed - Yeshiva schools, Chassidic cheders, even some secular high schools. A highlight of their career was being awarded a National Prize, in recognition of a play they wrote, and performed all over the country, about guarding one's speech.

There is one performance that to Omri will never forget. The school principal warned that none of his students could sit still for more than five minutes. Throughout the play, the children sat unmoving, their eyes glued to the stage. Afterwards, one of the students, complete with a dyed blond, moussed, "mushroom-style'' hairdo, approached. There were tears in his eyes. He had a tough appearance, but his heart was soft. "You spoke about prayer," he explained. "Never in my life did I cry as much as I cried just now."

Says Omri: "Keep in mind that we're talking about a teenager whose entire life is entwined in the Western culture, with all its ugliness. Yet the Torah message succeeded in penetrating his soul, and awakening his faith. That is what is most moving for us." (The foregoing, researched by Aharon Granot, was submitted by Rabbi Aryeh Moshen.)


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