The Hand of the Eternal
was carrying Israel through the wilderness,
up out of the confining dungeon,
the deadly fortress of Egypt
There in the wilderness
Israel would pass by dry twigs and branches
of the tree of Adam,
sticks that could burn
in fires of good or evil
Yitro was one such stick
Amalek was another
Yitro was a smouldering torch
waiting to be lit into blue flame
His color then was black and fading orange
Amalek was a dry stick in the desert,
a grey twig that was barely more than paper
attracting every passing spark
The word of Hashem was a mighty Hand of light,
crushing Egypt into darkness,
hammering out many sparks
from the fristborn of Egypt
Sparks of fire were carried far into the wilderness
Egypt’s spirit was a crawling serpent,
a staff of Egyptian magic
It was a stick in the dust,
and it was kin to the tribe of Amalek
The staff of Egypt sidled out into the desert
to speak to Yitro
"You see HaShem,”
the serpent said with cunning
"You know that at best
HaShem is only first among equals
He is a powerful god among many gods
Today one is on top, tomorrow another
You know that all gods are proud
to display their power
You have seen HaShem in Egypt
All you saw there is a rivalry of gods”
In truth, Yitro had heard
the news about Hashem in Egypt
When he had heard,
he had prayed with fear
to know Hashem
Being a dry stick himself,
he had flickered from the spark of truth
that had touched him
But he had not yet sparked into flame
Yitro’s ears had already been cultivated
by the voice of Moses singing in his tent
Yet Yitro had always served all gods
He was weakened with shame
The argument of the serpent,
the stick crawling on its belly,
that came to him out of Egypt,
was like one wet stick in a bundle
It dampened the air around him,
weakening Yitro’s prayer
Then All Israel came
Israel came and the Red Sea trembled
Yitro heard the waters tremble
He heard how Hashem walked with Israel
Israel’s powerful feet of faith
conquered the sea
When the rod of Moshe
split the waters like an arrow splits
the heart of the prey,
it split even the waters above the world
Still the slithering wet stick of Egypt
stuck its splinters in Yitro's ear
"You see how Hashem dominates his people!”
the serpent said
Slithering words slipped in and out of Yitro’s ear
“He makes them work like little angels,
to show off among gods
his power over his servants"
But Yitro's ear still defended itself with prayer
The voice of Moses was in his heart
His heart grew warmer
But still his heart was damp with doubt
and did not yet burst into flame
Then Amalek,
that ancient serpent's seed itself,
came out of the bad lands
Egypt’s stick was from the south
Amalek’s from north of Egypt
They sounded different when they lied,
because, though from the same father,
they were each from a different bride
Yitro knew it was the very same stick by name
Then it was that Yitro’s world changed
A spark of truth fell into his ear
and his fire would forever remain
When Yitro heard
about Israel's war with Amalek,
how Moses had fought with his hands of faith,
it was then that his blue flame ignited
He then knew
that Israel was going to the mountain
to receive the Torah
The serpent then exclaimed,
“How can Yitro become an ever-burning flame?”
What standing does Yitro have at Sinai?
By what right will he go to the burning mountain?
Then Yitro asked himself:
What standing do I have at the Giving of the Torah,
seeing that I myself am but a stick in the desert
and have no feet with which to stand before HaShem?
Still, though he was a cripple with no feet,
Yitro rejoiced with God’s people, Israel
For he said, "Now I know that HaShem is God!
He is the One and Only in heaven and earth"
In the world, Israel the slave
had become a strong man, a strong woman,
but in faith Israel was still a child
"Now I see", said Yitro,
"that HaShem put all his revelation at risk,
the revelation of his goodness and glory
All confidence he placed in the faith of a child
Though they could only wield their faith
through their sword,
and not yet through their word,
Hashem risked all for Israel,
not openly revealing his power,
trusting their faith in him,
to silence the serpent's seed"
All nations, all generations
had seen Israel crossing the sea
"They’re invincible and untouchable!"
said many of those gathered round
"No!" Said Amalek
his arrogance exploding,
his hatred smouldering
“I will drink their water!
I will steal their fire!
I will show you that they are touchable!"
"He will crush your head,”
thundered Hashem to the serpent,
“and you will strike his heel!"
Yitro heard what the children of Israel did,
how even the lame defeated Amalek through faith
And burning brightly like a flame he said,
"I will go to serve Hashem with them!
For now I understand
He invested all his revelation
in the obedience and learning of his children
who revere and love him,
who lift their hands like birds,
who fly like lowly Yitro, up through the clouds,
to reach, to touch, the Cloud of Glory!"
*Being a meditation on three annual Torah classes on parashah Yitro, delivered by Rabbi Baitelman of ChaBaD Richmond, B.C., based on the series, Torah Studies, by Rohr Jewish Learning Institute. Neither Rabbi Baitelman nor the JLI have reviewed or approved of the content of this post. See also the story by Rabbi Nachman of Breslov, The Seven Beggars.