By Rabbi Shaya Hauptman
The Nine Days are here again.Traditionally, this time is marked with customs and
reminders. Still, for many people, there’s simply a shift that’s hard to name.
The mood changes, and the usual distractions don’t land the same way. It’s
subtle. It’s real. And maybe that’s exactly the point.
We live in a world full of opportunity, technology, and
movement, yet many of us carry a quiet pressure beneath it all. It’s the stress
of keeping everything together, the anxiety of not knowing what’s ahead, and
the strain of trying to meet so many expectations. It builds slowly and often
silently, but it’s always there.
In Jewish tradition, that feeling of disconnection is
described as hester panim, the experience of G-d’s face being hidden.
During this time of year, we live with that concept more openly. The
destruction of our Holy Temple, the exile, and the heaviness of spiritual
distance are not just historical ideas. They reflect something that still lives
inside us.
The Torah expresses it clearly: “I will surely hide My face
from them” (Devarim 31:17). Tisha B’Av is both the day when much of our
national anguish took place and the day when we remember the pain of so many
other losses as well. Even tragedies that occurred on other dates are drawn
into this moment, as if the sorrow of our history has gathered here. It reminds
us of what it feels like to live in a world where G-d’s presence isn’t always
obvious, and where that absence leaves us feeling exposed.
What’s striking is how many people seem to be living with
that same feeling today. According to the National Alliance on Mental Illness
(NAMI), more than one in five adults in the United States experiences mental
illness each year. Most of these cases involve anxiety or depression. The CDC
reports that the number of adults showing symptoms of these conditions has more
than tripled over the past five years. That’s more than 57 million people
struggling in a country with greater access to comfort and care than almost any
society in history. There’s no shortage of things to be thankful for, and still,
there’s clearly something deeper that remains missing.
Just recently, the Torah readings brought us the story of
Pinchas. He acted during a moment of deep national crisis, stepping forward
with clarity and conviction to halt a terrible plague. The people weren’t sure
how to respond to him, and questions were raised about his motives. But G-d
responded with clarity of His own: “Behold, I give him My covenant of peace” (Bamidbar
25:12).
According to the great 15th-century Italian Torah
commentator, the Sforno, this wasn’t merely a reward or a symbolic gesture. It
was a covenant of peace that protected Pinchas from the kind of internal
breakdown that can shorten a person’s life. The Sforno explains that loss of
life often stems from inner turmoil and emotional strain, but Pinchas was
granted deep clarity and calm. That sense of peace gave him strength and
vitality, where others might have been consumed by the chaos around them.
Stress and anxiety are not just emotional burdens. Over
time, they wear down the body, cloud the mind, and slowly drain our resilience.
The Torah knew this before we had research studies to confirm it. When we have
peace inside, we can live. When we lose it, we begin to unravel.
At The Ark, we see this firsthand. People walk through our
doors carrying the weight of uncertainty, trauma, and disconnection. Some are
navigating loss, others are dealing with addiction, financial burdens, family
strain, or the quiet ache that comes from being isolated or unseen. We try to
help in ways both big and small by offering resources, guidance, or simply a
place to feel heard and wanted.
What matters most in those moments isn’t always the
solution. Often, it’s the presence. When people feel they’re not alone,
something begins to shift. The burden becomes more bearable, and the world
feels less distant. In those quiet acts of support, we do more than ease stress.
We bring a little more light into a place that often feels dim. We bring more
of G-d’s presence into the world, and in doing so, we’re changed as well.
The Nine Days ask us to remember what was broken, and they
also invite us to consider what might still be repaired. When we respond to the
needs around us, not necessarily with answers but with care, we begin to create
space for something better: a sense of peace, a feeling of dignity, and the
kind of closeness so many of us have been missing.
Let the work we do during these days and throughout the year
lift some of the burden our friends and neighbors are carrying. If it brings us
even a little closer to a world where the silence lifts and G‑d’s presence is
felt again, it matters. May this truly be the last Nine Days we spend in
mourning. We belong together, back in a rebuilt Jerusalem.

Beautiful words!
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