This morning, I was honored to give this d'var Torah on Parashat T'rumah, which was my bat mitzvah portion four decades ago.
This week’s
portion opens with these words:
The Eternal spoke to Moses, saying: Tell the Israelite people to bring Me gifts; you shall accept gifts for Me from every person whose heart so moves him. (Exodus 25:1-2)
Although this
translation in the Plaut-Bamberger commentary is an accurate representation of
the Hebrew, several people have suggested this more literal translation of the
passage:
The
Eternal spoke to Moses, saying: Speak to the Israelites and take for Me gifts from everyone who is
offering of his heart; [from him] take
My gifts.
This more
literal wording, which is perhaps more accurate, tells us something important
about gift-giving, whether the gift is a present to a friend or an offering to
God. It reminds us that when we give, and give freely and willingly, we are
always blessed to receive something in return, even when the receiving is not
our intention at all.
Let me
illustrate this dynamic of giving and taking with two instances of gift-giving
in my own life:
In the first, 40-some-odd
years ago, I was the giver. The gift was a set of bed linens covered in an
all-over pattern of Ziggy, the bald, big-nosed, and pant-less 1970s cartoon
character, and his small white dog Fuzz. Although I’d found the sheets quite by
accident and long before her birthday, they would, I knew, be perfect for my
sister, with whom, at the time, I followed the daily antics of Ziggy and Fuzz
on the comics’ page of our local newspaper.
When her
birthday finally arrived, it was I who was eager and excited – perhaps more
than she was – for her to unwrap my package. Although I was the giver, I took from the experience as well – an
understanding of the pure delight of giving and what it means to bring joy to
another.
The second
experience was much more recent, and came in the form of a friend’s holiday
card that said this:
Sometimes,
an idea is worth continuing. The needs of our world are great! Our giving
continues to help alleviate strife and improve life in small but cumulative
ways.
I
hope you will once again join me in giving by designating and forwarding the
enclosed check to the charity of your choice. I wish you
very happy holidays and a new year full of health, happiness, and the delights
of giving.
The check, with its
blank payee line and my friend’s signature, was made out for $50, but the
amount is irrelevant.
This time, even
though it was I who was blessed with the
gift, as the recipient, I took from
the experience as well – the exact same understanding of the delight of giving
(and in this case, the means to do so, too) as when I gave my sister those
Ziggy sheets more than four decades ago.
I imagine my
friend, too, took great satisfaction from his ability to give and, through the
checks returned to him, from the many acts of tikkun olam his generosity made possible. Indeed, it is my hope
that his gift to me and to others will, as he so rightly noted, “continue to
help alleviate strife and improve life in small but cumulative ways.”
No matter what our gifts – whether cartoon character linens or making giving possible for others – may our giving always come from a willing heart, and may we always take to heart the lessons borne from the giving itself.
No matter what our gifts – whether cartoon character linens or making giving possible for others – may our giving always come from a willing heart, and may we always take to heart the lessons borne from the giving itself.