There is a Midrash that says that at Har Sinai, God held the mountain over our heads until we found some sort of Guarantee or Guarantor that we would accept and keep the Torah. The answer that God finally accepted was that our children would be our Guarantors.
Now that this holiday season is over, I’m looking back at it and realizing the truth of that story.
As an adult, I wonder how much we really appreciate the holidays as something more than some time off from work (and for some it is actually an inconvenience), or how often do we go to shul and say enough with all the Hakafot already, or the Hoshanas, or whatever part is taking too long?
But these holidays aren’t for us. Are they?
It seems to me that these holidays are for the children.
My kids loved dipping their apples in honey, in shopping for and waving the Arba Minnim, in building the Sukkah, in sitting on my shoulders as we danced around the shul with flags and Torahs, in running around scooping up candies periodically thrown at the crowd.
These holiday are for our children, our guarantors.
Yet the funniest part is that on Simchat Torah, the adults get to act like kids; singing and dancing in shul, standing on people’s shoulders, and simply having a good time.
It takes us back to when we were children and enjoyed the holidays for what they were meant to be – a simple rejoicing.
In a sense, for a short time we become our own guarantors.
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