The other day when I was rearranging our storage unit (which Eileen insists is smaller than everyone else’s), I found a pile of old sermons on 4 x 6 white card stock. Some were handwritten; most were typewritten. They’ve been there long enough that the rubber bands holding them together were disintegrating. I’ve been ignoring them for a long time. But the past has its way you know. It has its way.
The first one I read was from 1982 my first year at Temple Israel. It happened to be on what we then called “Federation Shabbat” and I quoted an article from the Palm Beach Post, from the previous Monday.
“Reports by the Anti-Defamation League that anti-Semitic violence and vandalism more than doubled in the past year are disturbing. The league counted 974 incidents in 1981 as compared with 377 in 1980. That 24 of those incidents occurred in Florida (as compared with only two of the previous year) is simply shameful.”
On April 16th of this year, the ADL reported, 8,873 incidents of assaults, harassment, and vandalism across the country. That is a 140-percent increase from 2022.
In my sermon in 1982, I told the following story. (Is this obnoxious me quoting myself?)
An American Jew with connections was visiting Israel for the first time. Knowing some of the “right people”, he was taken to an Israeli Air Force Base. After seeing the planes, the training courses, and the classrooms, he stopped on the edge of a large field where he saw Israeli soldiers carrying each other piggy-back style from one end to the other. The visitor turned to his guide and asked, “good natured fun? R & R after the tensions of the day?” The guide smiled and said, “absolutely not, this is training. The plane they will fly only carries two people. If the plane goes down and one of them is injured, they are strengthening their muscles so that the healthy one can carry the wounded. They are learning survival. They must know to the core of their being that they are dependent on each other.”
So, what do we do? We read the news; we follow the updates; we support financially and every way we can those organizations that are fighting antisemitism and supporting Jewish students who are currently the most vulnerable; we stay vigilant and strong.
And we know that there are good people of many faiths and traditions who stand by our side.
And we know that to the core of our being we are called upon to carry each other.
And we know that hatred is contagious, and we fight for all when we fight for ourselves.
And we know that there is no such thing as an innocent bystander – we are all called to be upstanders.
Don’t crumble, don’t shy away from the struggle. Don’t give our haters a “win”.
Be proud; be proud; be proud. Being Jewish is a blessing.