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Pekudey 2025 – Leah’s Blog

Pekudey 2025 – Leah’s Blog

“Lord save me”, I mumble under my breath as there is a huge balagan in our house now. Our fridge died last week unexpectedly but better now than if it would happen the week before Pesach! As Moshe pulled it out of its nook, he quickly brought paint and started brightening the wall no one will ever see. Getting carried away, saying “this tint of white is a shade darker than what we have here, he continued like a stroking wave into the kitchen proper. Unscrewing shelves, taking down cups, glasses and saucers, one thing led to another. “Leah, bring an old sheet for the stove. Now!” I couldn’t mobilize fast enough. Eventually the entire kitchen quickly became a revolution. But I thought everything before that was just right- ooof.

The mess is just piling up.

At the time of my personal challenge, another uprising is surfacing here in Israel. The deep rises and chaos prevails, to the point where the very foundations of what this State was built upon shakes and rattles. Something, like my fridge that went on me, went wrong. A trace of rotting scent fills the air here and we must clear it out. For too long the old hegemony has persisted, an aging and obsolete ruling minority class that persisted, chugging away on its last breath until its durability to hold up in the circumstances surrounding October 7^th have crashed. They thought all the wrong things like evacuating all settlement on the Golan Heights in surrendering it to Syria (sounds insane now ah?), making Judea and Samaria judenrein completely with the country’s border on Kfar Saba, here comes the best part (!)- arming the Palestinian Authority with guns in order to “keep the seder (order)”. Biding time while charming the enemy, thousands of Israelis have been murdered but the defiance to logic evaded them in the drool for power.

So the messes pile up here. The foundational attempt at governance, like the Golden Calf, had only a small segment enamored in offering to a foreign god, praising false idols. It threw Israel into turmoil and disarray just as Moshe Rabbeinu was about to deliver the Torah. What timing!

As the bulk of our brothers and sisters abroad balked at the idea of stubborn adherence to Jewish places and customs, to the endurance of the Jewish settler – against all of this we stood and stand and pushed back. Now it is toppling, and not soon enough as we bring in a new view of integrity in who we are, where we are and what we need to do.

Pekudey- The time the Tabernacle becomes completely ready- the curtains hung in place, the tiny screws, the knobs, the accessories, all of it in complete order. We have what to aspire for now- in our homes and for our Land. The dance between Hashem and Israel takes place in a perfected state, everyone must partake of it. Some do the actual building, some do the actual carrying, some make the ornaments- all contribute in their way. The Tabernacle was a tikkun for the mistake of The Golden Calf. We read and reread the Torah to know it’s going to be ok. There is always tikkun after havoc. Here too in my own home.

Shabbat shalom dearest friends! Xoxoxoxoxoxox Leah