Guest post from the amazing husband who rants really well and doesn’t realize that if he can dictate awesomeness, there’s nothing stopping him from writing it out, except maybe horrible spelling. 🙂
This past week we leined Parshas Kedoshiim, where Hashem gives us the command Kiddoshim Ti’hiu. Many of us know the Rambam’s commentary on these words. To sum it up, don’t be Menuval B’Rishus HaTorah, disgusting with the permission of the Torah.
What the Rambam means by this is open to interpretation.
I’ll tell you my take on it.
If you refuse to get up for the 80-year-old woman but jump up like your pants are on fire when she sits next to you, you are a menuval.
If you get upset and self-righteous when a pregnant woman dares to stand next to your seat on the bus, you are a menuval.
If you incite hatred in the name of the Torah because of your fear of change, you are a menuval.
If you think ignorance is piety, you are a menuval.
If you deny your sons and daughters the right to follow other ways of our holy Torah because they are different from yours, you are a menuval.
If you can hate an entire nation for what a few grouchy men did sixty-three years ago when the thought of you didn’t yet exist, you are a menuval.
If you take great pains to avoid looking at a woman while you shove past her on the street, you are a menuval.
The list could go on forever. I’ll stop before my emotions run through the page.
In short, being a Kadosh is putting our petty differences aside and smiling when we offer those in need a seat.