Five More Days Until Philmont Bound

Well, is very early on Tuesday morning, just five days before we leave to go to Philmont. We are planning to drive out to Philmont this year and have been preparing to take a few necessities with us.

Last year we had some problems with kosher food, especially meat, chicken and fish. This year we plan to take in few coolers filled with kosher food that is difficult to get at Philmont.

The excitement is almost palpable as I plan religious services, evening get-togethers, Shabbos dinners, learning and what everybody is waiting for, stories. It looks like this will be a summer of adventure, fun a chance to meet with old
friends and to make new friends.

Shalom,

Rabbi Rock

Getting Ready For Philmont

In just three short weeks I will be leaving for Philmont. I am looking forward to the mountains and the
many scouts that will be coming. So far, I have been contacted by three Jewish units that will be at Philmont this summer.

I will be teaching, during relationships week, the “Scouting service the Jewish community” course. I hope to have a number of people in attendance so that we can strengthen Jewish Scouting throughout the country.

The first couple weeks at Philmont are going to be filled with all types of training. I have been asked to train kitchen staff on preparation of kosher foods for Jewish units that will be coming through Philmont this summer.

I have been working on developing a Jewish lending library at Philmont. We are in desperate need of Jewish books on all aspects of Jewish life, identity and religion. I am also trying to obtain a kosher Torah scroll for Philmont.

It looks like it will be an exciting summer and I’m looking forward to meeting old friends and making the many new friends.

I hope to contribute to the blog frequently to let everyone know of the adventures and excitement at
Philmont.

Please feel free to leave your comments, ideas and suggestions and either I or Shana will respond as
quickly as possible.

Shalom,
Rabbi Rock

Share The Fire Conference

I went with my father to the Share the Fire Storytelling Conference in NH. I don’t like meetings or conferences because they are generally too long and real boring. But this one was kind of cool.

We syaed at the Crowne Plaza Hotel which was great. The room was huge with a big bed and a separate sitting room. I really like the big bathroom.

My father fit right in and was telling stories almost all weekend. He taught a session on “Telling Tales of the Spirit” which a lot of people came too and he truly shined with an air of holiness.

He was so worried because he forgot his business cards, the handouts for his class and a bunch of other stuff, but I knew he had nothing to worry about…..I was right everything turned out real good

Northeast Region Jewish Committee on Scouting Conference

I went with my father to the Northeast Region Jewish Committee on Scouting Conference in Philadelphia and it was interesting. There was a lot of people that came. I heard someone say that 21 councils in the NE Region were represented.

The food wasn’t all that good!

My father did a session on Put Jewish Back into Jewish Scouting. It was fun watching him and really neat hearing what people said about his session.

He pitched the Philmont Relationship Course……Which he is teaching this year.

He is awesome

Purim: A Time of Joy

The importance of Purim as a holiday of deliverance from death has served as an inspiration to the Jewish people many times throughout history. Even in the death camps of nazi Europe there were those who had that spark of hope. No matter where the Jewish people were, there were always those who carried that hope - in the ghettoes, in the camps, and in the forests.In the Warsaw ghetto, there was a journal of everyday events kept by Emmanuel Ringlblum. On the 18th of March 1940, he told of the feelings at the Purim celebrations in the Warsaw Ghetto: 

“There were assemblies in cele­bration of Purim this year. People hope for a new Purim to celebrate the downfall of the modern Haman, Hitler, one that will be commemorated as long as the Jewish People exist. The new Purim will surpass all previous Purims in Jewish History.”

In the concentration camps the nazis tried to destroy the Jewish people, not as a religious group, but as a physical threat to the Third Reich. The nazis saw the Jewish people as harmful to society, just as a doctor sees bacteria harmful to the health of people. So the nazis started out on a program to completely destroy the Jewish world, but that couldn’t be done.

Buchenwald, a concentration camp in Germany became the place where a young chasid, Yaakov Frankel, was sent. Many of the Jewish prisoners had lost faith and hope in Hashem. Yaakov Frankel and a. few friends decided to have small Purim celebration to lift up fallen spirits and restore faith and hope in Hashem.

From throughout the camp Frankel and his friends gathered all sorts of paper - a torn order from a nazi officer, a piece of a nazi newspaper with blank margins, or a coarse wrapping from a. bag of cement. After this collection of odds and ends was enough a great change took place. The scraps of paper slowly turned into the Megillah of Esther, Frankel and his friends using only one pencil wrote the megillah from their memories.

When the Fast of Esther was over on the night of Purim, all of the group gathered on the upper level of the block. A great number of less fortunate prisoners sensed that something was going to happen and they did not want to be left out. They declared: “We too want to avenge the innocent blood of our families on the wicked Haman. Whatever you are up to don’t leave us out!”

The megillah was read at 11:00 pm to avoid the suspicions of the many nazi guards. Finally the reading of Megillas Esther began, the brachah al mikrah MegIllah could not be said because of the many different kinds of paper on which the megillah was written. The reading of the megillah changed many of the hearts of the oppressed prisoners and restored their faith in Hashem and their hopes for survival were renewed. After the reading of Megillas Esther all the men sang Shoshanas Yaakov.

The Jewish people have something that is so beautiful and yet many take it for granted. What right have we to forget these precious gifts, the very thing that made our people survive the fires and destruction of Hitler’s hell? Instead of forgetting about our very recent past let us forget the Amalekite hitler as we drown out the name of his ancestor Haman

Annual Boy Scout Archdiocese Mass

My father, and my brother and I were invited to the Annual Archdiocese Mass  held at St. Mark Catholic Church. Here, my father personally awarded Cardinal Keeler the prestigious Shofar award.  Now, I had never been to a Mass before of any kind, so I had watched everything quite curiously. It started off with all the scouts giving their oaths, and that included Girl Scouts and Venturers. The uneasy thing was, I was the only Venturer present at the time so when it was my turn to do the pledge, I was the only one in a room full of people saying it…

 

The band played some songs that I had no clue what they were. A boy Scout stood and said a wonderful speech, followed shortly by Bishop Dennis Madden. When it came time for my father to speak, I had already known he would give an amazing performance. He told a story, one that dictated the tale of scholar students wanted to visit the Messiah but ultimately failing in their quest because of their rude behavior to a beggar. I have always taken to this story, being as it has held so much meaning to everyone, and yet it so general based that anyone can place it in their Religious beliefs. In fact, he had told this story in Philmont and one man came up afterwards and told my father, “That story was about Jesus.”

 

After the award was presented, religious emblems were given out to scouts and adults alike. Afterwards, pictures were taken, and then everyone was moved onto the “lunch.” Lunch being six long tables full of every dessert known to mankind. All in all it was a pretty interesting day. I had learned a lot of new things, and was proud that my father had reached out to so many people. Many had come to me afterwards to tell me how much they enjoyed my father’s speech. In the words of my father:

 

“It’s easy to only see the differences between us, but if you take the time and look, you will see that we have more in common then we have differences.”

 

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Rabbi To teach at Storytelling Conference

A Bundle of Arrows

In a society that offers so many diversions, it is very hard to stay on the path of one’s beliefs. The morals of the society are often at odds with those of the religious community. So many people say its no fun to stand for one’s beliefs. There is “fun” in the confines of belief. The wonder, beauty and adventure are there for the experience. All one has to do is join together and proceed as one. A 14th century rabbi taught: “Let us be one band, for we are all children of one man.”===================

The Bundle of Arrows

A certain king became sick and everyday his strength slowly left him. The king in his wisdom knew that he would soon be called to the World of Truth. He called for his children, his household and his kinsfolk and said to them: “My time is short and my last request I will now tell you. I will and bestow a way of life to you and instruct you to your benefit. Join together, help one another, band as one, make efforts, and let the lesser one among you obey the greater, while the greater shows mercy to the lesser. Let the one with knowledge teach the uninformed, while the uninformed accepts it from him with grace. Let the wealthy one give to the needy, and let the needy thank the one who aids him. Let the sinner confess to the one he has harmed and accept his pardon and atonement. For know that you will live united and perish if you are dispersed.”Then he told one of his knights: “Fetch me ten arrows.” And he brought them. “Grip them in your hand,” said the king. And the knight did so. Then the king ordered: “Use all your strength and break them together. And he used all his strength but could not break them. Then the king said: “Fling them to the ground.” And he did so.

Then the king summoned one of his smallest attendants and told him: “Take these arrows one by one and break them.” And he did so, and he snapped them all. Then the king turned to his sons and family and said: “You have seen what has happened to these arrows and how they could not be broken when they were united but were easily snapped when separate. Let this be a witness for you and a lesson in your mouths.”

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In the Apocrypha it is written: “watch the waters: when they flow together, they sweep along stones, trees, earth, and other things; bit if they are divided into many streams, the earth swallows them up, and they vanish. So shall you also be if you be divided.

Join to together in prayer, study the Holy words in one strong voice, share meals in fellowship and experience the greatness the Holy One, blessed be He bestowed on us all.

A Time to Keep and a Time to Throw Away

It is told that a certain merchant went to sea, taking with him a chest full of gold dinars and precious stones and jewels. All of a sudden he heard the sailors whispering to each other and saying: “When we are well out at sea, we shall fling the merchant overboard and take his chest.” What did the merchant do? He pretended to start quarreling with his friends and companions who were with him on board. They said to him cunningly: “This great treasure in the chest is ours,” and he answered: “You have no part in it, for all the silver and gold in it belong to me.” In the heat of the argument he took the chest and flung it furiously into the sea, saying: “It will not be mine and it will not be yours either!”

When he landed, the merchant summoned the sailors to trial before the judge and charged them loudly and bitterly, saying: “It was on your account that I threw all my property into the deep sea; for I was afraid that you would murder me because of my property.” He told the judge all that had happened. The judge questioned all aboard the ship and it was found that the merchant spoke the truth. And the judge delivered his verdict requiring the sailors to pay the merchant the value of the property he had lost on their account.

After that the judge asked the merchant: “Please tell me from whom you learned this. With whom did you take counsel and who gave you this precious and wonderful piece of advice?” The merchant replied: “I learned it from King Solomon, who said in Koheles (Ecclesiastes) (3:6): ‘There is a time to seek and a time to lose, and a time to keep and a time to throw away.’ “

Chanukah — Egypt — Passover: Is There a Connection?

It is taught that the Jewish people were redeemed from slavery in Egypt because they did not change their names, abandoned their language or practiced immorality. It is so hard for many Jewish people to hold fast to the beliefs of our forebears. Today many have changed their names so as not to be identified as Jewish, many can’t even say simple prayers in loshon haKodesh, Hebrew, and they often get involved in behavior and popular causes that are contrary to the Jewish way of life.We are in the midst of celebrating Chanukah, a holiday to remember the fight for religious freedom. Yet so many of our people are lost in the ways of Mitzrayim (Egypt) and the philosophies of the Syrian-Greeks of ages ago. Could we fight an effective battle today against the prevailing popular values of society? Where are the leaders of our people that could rally them behind the banner of Jewish values, Torah, service, and charitable acts? Technology has changed, but the threat to the Jewish people and their faith is the same as it was over two millenia ago.

So many young people have come and said, “I went to religious school and hated it!” If they are not taught basic religious values and exposed to the wonder, the beauty and mystery of their beliefs, how can they grow? It reminds me of an encounter of a young man who wanted to find meaning in this confusing time…

Out of Your Own Egypt

There was once a young man was severely troubled by constant thoughts and questions about his beliefs. He called on a rabbi in search for answers and a way to find his lost faith, but he was told: “I cannot help you, young man. I would suggest that you pay a visit to the holy tzaddik who lives in the nearby forest. He will help you.” The man promptly took his problem to holy tzaddik, who he found singing verses from the Book of Psalms while lighting his Chanukah menorah.

When holy tzaddik came to the verse, “And He delivered us from our oppressors, for His kindness is everlasting” - he slapped the young man on the shoulder and said: “Do you believe that the Almighty can deliver a man from every impurity and from every Mitzrayim?” (For Mitzrayim, the Hebrew word for ‘Egypt’, also implies Maytzarim - the restraints and constrictions suffered by the soul in an unspiritual body.)

At that moment the man was free of all this terrible thoughts and questions, and he left - a new man.