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Shabbat Shalom

The strangest thing about this week’s Torah portion is its name. חיי שרה Chayei Sarah “The Life of Sarah” it doesn’t open with birth but with death. The first words we hear are that she has died in Kiryat Arba, (Hebron). The matriarch’s biography begins at her funeral. 2 years after the deadliest day in Israel’s history, that paradox feels less like literary irony & more like lived memory. We, too, are trying to speak of life while still arranging the graves.

Abraham’s first act after Sarah dies is to secure a burial place in the Land of Israel. He will not leave her in foreign soil. Standing before the sons of Heth, he insists on buying the Cave of Machpelah at full price, in broad daylight, with witnesses. The Torah records the transaction in painstaking legal detail, as if to say: this is not conquest, this is not theft; this is ownership etched into history. Every November, when we read these verses, the city of Hebron is still on the front page, still contested, still bleeding, still the place where the Jewish people first said, “Here we stay, and here we bury our dead.”
The deed from 3,800 years ago is read aloud in synagogues while soldiers patrol the very same streets, and the echo is deafening.

Since October 7, 2023, Israel has been gripped by the same urgency Abraham felt. Recovering bodies, sometimes fragments, from Gaza tunnels has become a sacred national obsession. Hostages’ families wait in a limbo that feels older than scripture. When the IDF announced in January 2025 that it had brought home the remains of Youssef and Hamza Ziadna, Bedouin victims murdered in captivity, the entire country understood Abraham’s tears.

We know what it is to weep, to negotiate, to insist on bringing our dead home for Jewish (or Israeli) burial, no matter the cost.
Yet the parasha does not linger at the grave. Immediately after the funeral arrangements comes the longest single narrative in the entire book of Genesis: the quest to find a wife for Isaac. From burial to bride in a single breath. Abraham, still dusty from the cemetery, turns to the future. “You shall not take my son back to Haran,” he warns the servant. Under no circumstances is the next generation to leave the Land.

After October 7, hundreds of thousands of Israelis with foreign passports received frantic calls from relatives abroad: Come home, come now, it’s safer in London, Toronto, Berlin. The answer, almost without exception, was Abraham’s answer: we do not go back. The future stays here.
And the future is being born. Israel’s wedding halls have never been busier. Young couples who danced at the Nova festival, or who lost friends there, are marrying earlier and having children faster than any demographer predicted.

They speak openly of “hope babies” and even “revenge babies,” as if the parasha itself were unfolding in real time: bury the matriarch, then find Rebecca, then fill the tents with children’s laughter. Death tried to have the last word on October 7; the Jewish people are answering with cribs and kindergartens.

The parasha closes with Ishmael and Isaac, estranged for decades, burying their father Abraham in the cave he purchased. The descendants of Isaac & the descendants of Ishmael share the same small plot of earth in silence and in grief.

After October 7, images of such fraternity appeared: Druze and Bedouin mourning with Jews, Muslims in Rahat flying Israeli flags, shared tears at military cemeteries. Somewhere beneath the rage and the politics, the Torah whispers that the two brothers will stand together again at that tomb.

Chayei Sarah refuses to be a portion about death. It is a portion about what a Jew does when death comes knocking: we secure a grave in our own land, we refuse exile, we marry, we give birth, and we dare to believe that one day the children of Isaac and Ishmael will lower their father into the earth side by side.
That is not escapism. That is the life of Sarah,then, now, and, with G-d’s help, always.

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