A Most Inspiring Letter to Your Child for Pesach

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Written by Horav Aaron Lopiansky, Rosh Yeshiva, Yeshiva of Greater Washington
(Adapted from his book Time Pieces)

My dear child, it is now a quiet moment late at night. After an exhausting day of Pesach cleaning, you have sunk into the sweetest of sleeps, and I am sitting here with a pile of haggodos, preparing for Seder night. Somehow the words never come out the way I want them to, and the Seder evening is always unpredictable. But so many thoughts and feelings are welling up in my mind and I want to share them with you.

These are the words I mean to say at the Seder. When you will see me at the Seder dressed in kittel, the same plain white garment worn on Yom Kippur, your first question will be, “Why are you dressed like this?” Because tonight is also a form of Yom Kippur, a day of reckoning. You see, each one of us has a double role. First and foremost, we are human beings, creatures in the image of Hashem, and on Yom Kippur, we are examined if indeed we are worthy of that title. But we are also components of Klal Yisroel, the Jewish People, links in a chain that started over 3,000 years ago and will make it to the finish line at the end of times. It is a relay race where a torch is passed on through all the ages, and it is our charge, to take it from the one before and pass it on to the one after.

Tonight we are being judged as to how well we have received our tradition and how well we are passing it on. It is now 3,300 years since we received that freedom in Mitzrayim. If we imagine the average age of having a child to be about 25 years of age, there are four generations each century. That means there is a total of 132 people stretching from our forefathers in Mitzrayim to us today. 132 people had to pass on this heritage flawlessly, with a devotion and single-mindedness that could not falter.

Who were these 132 fathers of mine? One might have been in the Nazi death camps; one been whipped unconscious by Cossacks. One had children stolen by the Czar, and one was the laughing stock of his “enlightened” brethren. One lived in a basement in Warsaw with many days passing with no food to his mouth; the other ran a stupendous mansion in France. One had been burned at stake for refusing to believe in the divinity of a flesh and blood, and one had been frozen to death in Siberia for continuing to believe in the divinity of the Eternal G-d. One had been hounded by a mob for living in Europe rather than Palestine, and one had been blown up by Palestinians for not living in Europe. One had been a genius who could not enter medical school because he was not Christian, and one was fed to the lions by the Romans…

132 fathers, each with his own story. Each with his own test of faith. And each with one overriding and burning desire: that this legacy be passed unscathed to me. And one request of me – that I pass this on to you, my sweet child.

What is this treasure that they have given their lives for? What is in this precious packet that 132 generations have given up everything for? It is a great secret known only to us. That man is capable of being a lot more than an intelligent primate. That the truth of an Almighty G-d does not depend on public approval, and no matter how many people jeer at you, truth never changes. That the quality of life is not measured by goods but by the good. That one can be powerfully hungry, and yet one can forgo eating if it is not kosher. That a penny that is not mine is not mine, no matter the temptation or rationalization. That family bonding is a lot more than birthday parties; it is a commitment of loyalty that does not buckle in a moment of craving or lust. And so much more.

This is our precious secret, and it is our charge to live it and to become a shining display of “This is what it means to live with G-d.” 132 people have sat Seder night after Seder night, year after year, and with every fiber of their heart and soul have made sure that this treasure would become mine and yours. Doubters have risen who are busy sifting the sands of the Sinai trying to find some dried-out bones as residues of my great-great-grandfather. They are looking in the wrong place. The residue is in the soul of every one of these 132 grandfathers whose entirety of life was wrapped up in the preservation of this memory and treasure. It is unthinkable that a message borne with such fervor and intensity, against such challenges and odds, is the result of a vague legend or the fantasy of an idle mind. I am the 133rd person in this holy chain.

At times, I worry that I am not passing it on well enough. I try hard, but it is hard not to quiver when you are on the vertical shoulders of 132 people, begging you not to disappoint them by toppling everyone with you swaying in the wind.

My dear child, may Hashem grant us many long and happy years together. But one day, in the distant future, I’ll be dressed in a kittel again as they prepare me for my burial. Try to remember that this is the treasure that I have passed on to you. And then it will be your turn, you will be the 134th with the sacred duty to pass on our legacy to number 135.

{Matzav.com}

5 COMMENTS

  1. הראש ישיבה רב אהרן שרגא שליט”א הוא בעל מחשבה עמוקה

    יה”ר שיפוצו מעינותיו חוצה ורבים ילכו לאורו

  2. The Bal Shem Tov once said “if after davening you are the same person as before- so why’d you daven?” On a much larger timescale, if our pesach seder looks the same as it did last year and the year before that- what is the purpose of our lives?
    As R Lopoansky mentioned, we are judged Seder night on how well we are transmitting our mesorah; however, I’d venture to say we are being judged on the whole past year, and how well we have given over the Mesorah. The way that it’s apparent is by comparison of this Seder to previous year’s sedarim. The seder can only be significantly enhanced after a full year of living a mesorah true life, thus enabling us to have what to “Pass over” to our children.
    Let us make sure to take the lessons the Haggadah teaches us, and carry them through the entire year, and iyH next year we will be zocha to pesach in Yerushalayim.

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