Drip Drop.
Last week I had the privilege of joining 40 children, their parents and grandparents, in celebrating an incredible end of year Hebrew School graduation. It was a true delight to witness the bright smiles and beaming faces of Jewish pride and joy.
Towards the end of the ceremony a dad approached me and related the following: “While I am so proud of my son’s accomplishments this year – particularly in Hebrew reading, I can’t help but feel a tad envious that I myself still don’t read Hebrew.”
I shared with him a story of the great sage Rabbi Akiva, who once, while drawing water, noticed something out of the corner of his eye. Rabbi Akiva was amazed at how water which had been dripping over a huge solid stone (drip..drop..drip..drop) had eventually carved out a deep hole in the rock.
The Shepherd Akiva was fascinated.
“What mighty power there is in a drop of water,” he thought. “Could my heart of stone ever be softened up that way? Do you think there is hope for me? Suppose I began to study the Torah, little by little, drop by drop. Do you think my heart would soften up?”
“But I am forty years old! Is it not too late to start?” he thought to himself. However, right there and then his mind was made up.
This is how Akiva the shepherd became the great Rabbi Akiva, the greatest and wisest scholar and teacher of his day, who had 24 thousand pupils! He often told them that it was a drop of water that changed his life.
And so right there and then, our Hebrew School dad decided he would start learning Hebrew himself.
Whether for the Hebrew or any other subject in Judaism, it really is never too late! Who knows who the next Rabbi Akiva in potential is?
The world may be waiting for you!
Have a great Shabbat!
Rabbi Yossi Zaklikofsky