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YOM KIPPUR COUNTDOWN – DAY 3

Posted on October 6, 2011. Filed under: Cakes, Chairty, Chocolate Chip, Dairy, Desserts, Help, Jewish, Kosher Recipe, My Ramblings, Poverty, Rainy Day Foods, Recipes, Yom Kippur | Tags: , , , , , , , , , |


 

Tzedakkah is the last theme I will be talking about in relation to Yom Kippur.  Tzedakkah is a way to atonement.

Is there a difference between charity as most non-Jews see it and tzedakkah?  The Talmud tells us that charity is equal in importance to all the other mitzvoth (commandments of the Jewish law) combined. The Hebrew word “tzedakah” is commonly translated as “charity” or “tithe.” But this is misleading. “Charity” implies that your heart motivates you to go beyond the call of duty. “Tzedakah,” however, literally means “righteousness” — doing the right thing. A “tzaddik” is a righteous person, someone who fulfills all his obligations, whether in the mood or not.[1]  Please go to this link to read the entire article that the citation comes from.  It is an incredible article about true tzedakkah.  Here is the link and it also appears in the footnote:  http://judaism.about.com/library/3_askrabbi_o/bl_simmons_charitytzedakah.htm

Giving Tzedakkah

The most famous formulation of laws concerning the relationship of donor to recipient is Maimonides’ Eight Degrees of Charity.[2]

From the lowest to the highest level they are to give

  1. but sadly,
  2. less than is fitting, but in good humor,
  3. only after having been asked,
  4. before being asked,
  5. so that the donor doesn’t know who the recipient is,
  6. so that the recipient doesn’t know who the donor is,
  7. so that neither knows the identity of the other, and
  8. in a manner so that the recipient becomes self-sufficient, thus avoiding the loss of self-respect that may result from receiving the lower degrees of charity.

Tzedakkah is more than giving money to the poor. Done properly, tzedakkah requires the donor share his or her compassion and empathy along with the money. In the writings of Maimonides, “whoever gives tzedakkah to the poor with a sour expression and in a surly manner, even if he gives a thousand gold pieces, loses his merit. One should instead give cheerfully and joyfully, and emphasize with him in his sorrow” (Just Tzedakah 1998).[3]

Does this look familar?

In many Jewish homes you will see a puskah (tzedakkah box) like this one or an updated modern bank time of puskah.  My parents had one in their house that Mom would put into the cupboard.  I don’t know why she put there, but probably because it was special to her and she wanted to always know where it was.  She would put coins into it every Shabbot (Sabbath) whenever she could spare the money.  And if there was a sickness in the family or a friend was sick, she’d say, “put money into the puskah,” as if the action itself was a prayer to G-d to heal that person.  If there was something one of us wanted very badly like to pass an exam, she would say, “put money into the puskah.”  When I got married, I got my own puskah.  Both my grandmothers had puskahs in their homes.  Now both my step-children have puskahs in their homes.  Theirs are beautifully hand-made large boxes that were made by my step-son-in-law’s cousin when my step-children’s mother passed away.  We always took our boxes to my Aunt Hushie’s house as she knew just where to take them.  The donations went to plant trees in Israel.  As I grew older, I discovered that these boxes were for the JNF (Jewish National Fund).  Here is an excerpt of how JNF began:

“It was the fourth day of the Fifth Zionist Congress in Basel, Switzerland in 1901. The delegates had spent the day debating a proposal for the establishment of a national fund to purchase land in Ottoman Empire-controlled Palestine, as had been suggested at the first Congress four years earlier by mathematics professor Zvi Hermann Schapira. Although Schapira had died in the summer of 1898, the idea of a fund had won a large following. Yet three congresses had passed without any practical decision being taken. At times it seemed that the dream of a Jewish state was destined to remain just that–only a dream.  But Theodor Herzl, a Viennese journalist, was unwavering–it was time to take action, and he was determined that before the Congress came to an end, a national fund would be established.

Herzl stood before the delegates and delivered a passionate plea for the immediate establishment of the fund: “After striving for so many years to set up the fund, we do not want to disperse again without having done anything.”  His speech turned the delegates around, the motion passed and the congress resolved that a fund to be called Jewish National Fund (Keren Kayemeth LeIsrael) (JNF-KKL) should be established, and that “the fund shall be the property of the Jewish people as a whole.” JNF’s first undertaking was the collection of £200,000.  One of the delegates immediately pledged £10 in memory of Zvi Hermann Schapira. Herzl made the second donation and his aide, the third. And with this, the dream of a national fund–to be used to build the foundations of a Jewish state–became a reality.

TURNING THE DREAM INTO REALITY

One month after the fund was established, Yona Krementzky was appointed to head JNF-KKL, headquartered in Jerusalem, and he set to work immediately.

Krementzky initiated the Golden Book, which records special moments in the lives of inscribers, or those they wish to honor, with paid inscriptions which to this day remain a coveted badge throughout the Jewish World.  These beautiful books are housed at JNF-KKL headquarters in Jerusalem for all to see. The very first inscription was that of Theodor Herzl.

Krementzky also began publishing JNF stamps, the proceeds of which went into the fund. These stamps were affixed to official Zionist documents as well as personal letters, and many people collected them. The first stamp was issued in 1902 and showed the Star of David and the name “Zion.”

Krementzky also adopted the suggestion of a small-town Galician bank clerk, Haim Kleinman, who had written to the Zionist movement’s newspaper Die Welt, proposing that a collection box be placed in every Jewish home so that contributions could be made to JNF at every opportunity. In the period between the two World Wars, about one million Blue Boxes could be found in Jewish homes throughout the world.”[4]  There is more to this story, so please check out the website.  The link is attached to footnote 4.

In conclusion, tzedakkah is monetary.  We are expressly obligated to provide for those less fortunate than we are.  So, fill up those tzedakkah boxes and donate anything you can whenever you can.  It is our obligation to cloth, feed, shelter and educate those that lack in one or more of these areas.  Volunteering is not tzedakkah, although it is a mitzvah.  So, we need to do both to the best of our abilities.

I am still looking for my niche in volunteering.  I am trying to find that niche and hopefully will find it before Yom Kippur.  I will keep you posted.  Now, for today’s coffee cake recipe.  Please note it does not have sour cream in it.

 

 

 

Chocolate Swirl Coffeecake

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Serves/Makes: 8

Difficulty Level: 3

Ready In: 30-60 minutes

Ingredients:

1/3 cup flaked coconut

1/4 cup chopped nuts

1/4 cup sugar

3 tablespoons margarine or butter, divided

2 cups Bisquick baking mix

1/4 cup sugar

1 egg

2/3 cup milk

1/2 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips, melted

Directions:

Heat oven to 400 degrees.

Grease an 8 x 8 inch pan.

Mix together coconut, nuts, 1/4 cup sugar and 1 tablespoon of the butter or margarine; reserved. In another bowl mix the baking mix, 1/4 cup sugar, the remaining butter or margarine, the egg and milk; beat vigorously 30 seconds.

Spread into prepared pan. Spoon melted chocolate over batter; lightly swirl batter several times for marbled effect. Sprinkle with reserved coconut mixture. Bake until light brown, about 20 to 25 minutes.


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MONEY – TO HAVE OR HAVE NOT

Posted on August 21, 2011. Filed under: Chairty, Help, Money, Poverty, Society, Uncategorized, Weathy | Tags: , , , , , |


Teveye sings to G-d:

“Lord who made the lion and the lamb,
You decreed I should be what I am.
Would it spoil some vast eternal plan?
If I were a wealthy man.”

“If I Were A Rich Man” from the movie “Fiddler on the Roof”

Lyrics by  Sheldon Harnick

I thought about that verse last night before dreams took me over.  And I thought…is there a reason?

Yes, I think there is.  I think that the reason is that poverty teaches us some things that perhaps are better learned than the lessons of wealth.  But why we all don’t begin as equals, that is a better question.  Ok…my thoughts on the lessons of poverty:

I think poverty teaches humanity and humility.  These lessons in turn teach us to not dwell upon our own misfortunes, but to help other people who are in the same position or shape we are in.  Through this we learn to live as a community and a shared closeness to most of the rest of the world.  The question is, why doesn’t this lead to peace and tranquility in the world?  That I don’t understand, though I do logically think it’s because rich men send us to fight one another…the rich will survive and the poor will die off.  Is this G-d’s plan?  I don’t think so.  I think that it’s our free will that drives this force of greed and show of power.

I think that poverty teaches creativity.  Poor people cannot afford to go to the movies, cannot afford the latest electronic gadgets, and cannot afford to go out to concerts.  Poor people tend to dabble in crafts such as knitting and crocheting, baking, quilting, sewing, the crafts of survival.  The rich stereotypically dabble in hedonistic and self-centered pursuits.  Although, the rich are often times philanthropic and are creative in important ways to technology and quality of life.

Of course, poverty in the extreme can lead to lessons in crime, hatred, bigotry, and many, many other negative responses.  I do not deny that.  Would I choose to be poor?  No way!  I do not think anyone would.  I think the important thing for anyone in any financial caste is to not forgot that people need to help people.

What brought me to these thoughts…I have a dear friend whom I have known for over 10 years, although have never met in real life, only in cyberspace and over the land phone.  We met in an online game called Asheron’s Call where I was head of a guild and she helped me out when I lost all of my belongings in the game, and she helped me regain my body.  Her generosity moved me to invite her into our guild, and I have never been sorry.  Anyhow, things have gotten very bad for Annabelle (her online name), health wise and financially.  She lives in the State of Florida and although her husband works a full-time job, travels over an hour each way to work on the bus as they can’t afford a car, and through his employment, they do have minimal health insurance, help is lacking.  Annabelle is a Type 1 diabetic and has been since childhood.  Her insulin alone costs her an arm and a leg, and she has other health problems that don’t help. She is overweight because she is wheelchair bound and cannot stand as she needs knee replacements. Her insurance won’t cover it.

She eats ¼ of a sandwich for breakfast and ¼ of a sandwich for lunch. Not very much, I agree.  I call her everyday just to make sure she is alive.  But what can I do…I’m at least 12 hours from her as I live in New York State.  Her husband also calls her periodically through the day, often having to leave work early because she has blacked out.  She is having bleeding problems as well.  But does Annabelle dwell on this, no!  Instead, she spends what little money she has to buy yarn to make gifts for her family and friends for Christmas and their birthdays.  She can’t afford to play online any longer, and needs new glasses, but cannot afford them, so she can’t read.  Finally, her husband saved enough money to buy her a Kindle and downloads books for her on that.

Annabelle and her husband were without a TV until recently when their son gave them his old one.  And what did she give him for his recent birthday, a birthday dinner consisting of a hamburger pie and a home-baked cake that her husband made with her help.  This is not what most parents want to give to their children for a birthday celebration.  But, her kids are used to it.

I wish I could help Annabelle out, but I’m not in much better shape than she is financially.  So, I’m asking you, my readers, for suggestions.  She could use insulin and other diabetic supplies, new glasses, a wide wheelchair accessible van, health care, knee operation, yarn, Kindle books, and we’re not even discussing clothes!  And if anyone is feeling really helpful, a new computer would really help them!  Well, enough of this, I didn’t mean to put this burden on your shoulders, but for over a year, I’ve wanted to tell the world about Annabelle and find out if anyone could help me help her.

Thank you for listening!

If you wish to help Annabelle, please send email to:  1spartica@gmail.com with subject title as Annabelle.  Thank you!

 

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