Sculpture of Leah by Michelangelo |
Before Generation Z, before the Millennials, before
Generation X, there were the Baby Boomers. My generation and the generation of
many of you... The “Baby Boomers” were also dubbed “The Me Generation” because
of our perceived unhealthy focus on fulfilling our own needs. The American
historian and social critic Christopher
Lasch called the youth movement of my day “The Culture of Narcissism”. It was
characterized, he wrote, by a fear of commitment to both relationships and
religious institutions, a celebration of youth, a dread of ageing, and a
worship of fame and celebrity. The “Me Generation”, according to Lasch and
other commentators, had turned away from the social reform movements of the
1960s to focus inward, on the gratification of the self, the self-fulfillment
of the individual. Yet, the self-improvement movements of the 1970’s like EST, Bioenergetics, Gestalt therapy and
others , left people feeling as empty and dissatisfied as ever. Perhaps Mick
Jagger best summed up the frustration of the youth movement of the sixties and
seventies when he wrote in 1979, “You Can’t Always Get What You Want”.
That would be a fitting epitaph to the life of Leah, about
whom we read in this week’s parasha. You know the story. Jacob flees to Haran where he resides in the
home of his uncle, Lavan. Lavan has two daughters. Rachel, the younger daughter
is described as “beautiful” and “comely”. Leah the older daughter is described
as having “weak eyes”. We don’t know exactly what that phrase means. I believe
it is a euphemism for some kind of unbecoming feature. Jacob falls in love with
Rachel and works seven years for her father Lavan in order to marry her. On the
wedding night, Lavan substitutes Leah for Rachel. In the morning, when Jacob
discovers the ruse, he confronts Lavan. Lavan explains that it is the custom of
the place to marry off the older daughter before the younger. The following
week Jacob marries his beloved Rachel.
Now Jacob has two wives – Rachel, who he always wanted to
marry, and Leah, who he was tricked into marrying. The Torah tells us that
Jacob loved Rachel but “despised” Leah. That doesn’t seem quite fair. Leah had
no role in deceiving Jacob into the betrothal. She was as much a victim of her
father, Lavan, as Jacob. Nevertheless, it appears that Jacob held this against
her and hated her for it. Yet, the one thing Leah wanted from the time of the
marriage was for Jacob to love her. One way of cementing a relationship is to
have children together. Leah conceived and gave birth to Jacob’s first son. In
Biblical times, every man hoped his wife give him a son, and Leah desired more
than anything in the world that the birth of this son would change Jacob’s
feelings about her. She expressed this desire by naming the son Reuven, which
means, “Now my husband will love me.” But Jacob did not love Leah any more
after she gave birth to a son than he had before. Leah had a second son, and
named him Shimon, which means, “G-d heard that I am despised so G-d gave me
another son.” The second son did not get Jacob to love Leah any more than the
first! They say that “three’s a charm” and Leah gave Jacob yet another son. She
called him “Levi” saying, “Surely my husband will become attached to me now.”
It didn’t happen.
The names that Leah gives her three sons reflect the anguish
she felt over not getting what she wanted – the love and affection of her
husband. The names of her sons up to that time reveal Leah’s ongoing concern on
what she lacks in her life. In naming her fourth son “Yehudah”, we see a change
in Leah’s outlook. For “Yehudah” means, “This time I will praise G-d”.
No, you can’t always get what you want: But, as Mick Jagger
concludes, “If you try sometimes/ you just might find/ you get what you need”.
For the first time we see Leah focusing on the blessings that she herself has
in life. Leah has grown from being obsessed with what she lacks to being
genuinely grateful for what she has. Leah searches and searches, and ultimately
finds what she needs.
And so may we all.
Shabbat Shalom
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