Bar Mitzvah Boy Teaches to “Keep on Going”


I attended a Bar Mitzvah this past Shabbos.

The boy is a Yeshiva day school student and was reading the entire Torah portion.

And that’s no small feat for anyone.

But this young man was presented with a very unique challenge.

In the middle of the Torah reading?

His nose started bleeding!

Amazingly, he didn’t lose it!

He read a little further, stopped, got the bleeding under control and read again.

And like just about every synagogue on Shabbos?

There was a doctor in the house!

He came up and did what was necessary to actually stop the bleeding

Everyone felt bad for the poor Bar Mitzvah boy.

And like many others, I wished I could think of something encouraging to say to the boy.

It was the doctor who came up with it, and he said to the Bar Mitzvah…

“Today, you personified the strength of the Jewish People…

Many times in our history we got “bloodied”…

But we kept on going!”

… And this really spoke to me!

I’m sure you remember my Uncle Jack.

As I told you recently, he grew up in Riga, Latvia.

He’s one of the very few survivors of the Riga ghetto.

And he spent his “teenage years” in more “camps” than I can remember

He’s also one of the very few who survived a concentration camp called Stutthof.

He was on a “death march” when the Russian Army liberated him on March 10th, 1945.

… Yesterday was an amazing day for him.

He celebrated a very special simcha (joyous occasion).

It was a bris, a circumcision.

Of his great grandson!

That’s something amazing for anyone to celebrate.

But for my Uncle Jack! A holocaust survivor!

It’s beyond comprehension!

… I just spoke to Uncle Jack and he told me something else amazing.

(Just about everything he tells me is amazing!)

He was coming back from the celebration with his son and with his grandchildren.

(The grandfather of the new baby and his kids.)

And what did his son do?

He took out a book of the Talmud and started reading.

And they all studied it together.

… My Uncle Jack suffered in ways we can’t imagine.

He was “bloodied”.

But like the doctor said to the Bar Mitzvah boy,

Uncle Jack kept on going. He rebuilt his life.

And like the Bar Mitzvah boy? He kept reading the Torah!

He just returned from the birth of a great grandchild.

With three generations learning Torah together!

All the best,

Rabbi Moshe Katz



Everyone Needs to be Holy


… Last Shabbat Jews all over the world read the Torah portion of ‘Kedoshim’.

The Torah tells us that we need to be holy. To live spiritual lives.

Which is not surprising.

After all, what’s a Bible without talking about holiness?

What religion doesn’t talk about spirituality?

But what is surprising?

What the Torah considers a holy life.

The portion starts by telling Moshe…

“Gather all the Jews together. And tell them to be holy.”

It’s making a point.

Who’s supposed to be holy? A select few?

No. Every single one of us!

And there’s another point.

When we talk about being holy?

There’s a great way to do it.

A monastery!

It’s pretty easy to be spiritual there!

Or you can go to the top of a mountain and meditate all day.

The Torah doesn’t consider that holiness. It considers it something else.

A cop out!

Because in Judaism spirituality isn’t about withdrawing from the world.

It’s about interacting with other people but living an elevated life.

About joining with other people to help make this a better world.

And it’s about how we deal with other people.

Some of the examples of holiness in this Torah portion?

Not speaking lashon harah, gossip.

Because being holy isn’t just about connecting to G-d.

It’s about seeing G-d in every human being.

About giving them respect and dignity. And not focusing on other people’s shortcomings.

Another example of holiness?

A farmer leaving the corner of his field for the poor.

Because you can’t connect to G-d if you don’t take care of His children!

… I visited a holy place recently.

No. I wasn’t in Israel. I didn’t go to the Western Wall.

And it wasn’t even a synagogue.

It was at the JCC in Northbrook!

I hope this rings a bell. That it reminds you of the e mail flyer you just got.

I was at the KJ Café.

It’s something very unique. And very holy!

KJ Café is staffed by young Jewish adults with special needs.

And it helps give them dignity and respect.

And I want to personally invite you to be part of it.

Please join me at the CTN Lunch, Learn & Mitzvah!

The food will be provided by KJ Café, and lunch will be followed by one of my favorite workshops, ‘Living Life to its Fullest’: Judaim’s powerful tools for getting greater pleasure and meaning out of life. (Click HERE for complete details and to register.)

I really hope you will join me for a great lunch, great learning and a great mitzvah!

All the best,

Rabbi Moshe Katz



My Uncle: Holocaust Survivor


This Torah Minute is about someone who has always been an important part of my life.

My Uncle Jack Ratz.

There was one thing about him that was unique in our family.

My parents and my aunts and uncles were all born and raised in America.

But Uncle Jack was “European”.

His native tongue was Yiddish. And he spoke English with an accent.

Other than that, he was just Uncle Jack.

Always with a smile. Always with a kibitz.

I will never forget our family Seder.

After we sang all the traditional songs?

Uncle Jack would teach us the Yiddish version.

He would sing it over and over with so much joy.

… As a kid, I had no reason to think that my uncle’s life was any different than mine.

Which brings me to why I am telling you about him.

Today is a very special day to Uncle Jack.

It’s the 65th anniversary of …

His liberation from the concentration camps.

My uncle grew up in Riga, Latvia. He’s one of the very few survivors of the Riga ghetto.

And he spent his “teenage years” in more “camps” than I can remember.

He’s also one of the very few who survived a concentration camp called Stutthof.

He was on a “death march” when the Russian Army liberated him on March 10th, 1945.

… In 1998, Uncle Jack visited Riga and went to see the city’s Holocaust Museum.

The tour guide pointed out a row of pictures of teenagers who perished in the Holocaust.

Imagine his surprise when he noticed the last picture in the row.

A heart breaking picture of a young man. Head shaven. Lifeless eyes.

With a large “# 281” attached to his shirt.

Jack Ratz!

… I think back to those family Seders. To my Uncle Jack singing, his face beaming!

It was maybe 18 years after that picture was taken.

I think of his heart of gold. How he has devoted his life to helping other people.

About his pride in studying Talmud with his grandson.

To the Nazis he was “#281”. Another Jew stripped of his humanity before being gassed.

But Jack Ratz outlived them.

He’s testimony to the Jewish spirit that the Nazis were not able to destroy.

And I am very proud to be his nephew!

All the best,

Moshe

Rabbi Moshe Katz