Commenting on the tragedy of the Holocaust, Rabbi Shlomo Carlebach once said, “It’s not just the number six million. We lost so many holy people.”
These words kept circling in my mind the last few days… “Its not just the number—we lost so many holy people.”
The media reported: “Four people murdered in two terrorist attacks.” It’s not just the number. We lost magnificent people.
Many may have read about Rabbi Eitam Henkin, of blessed memory, who was shot together with his wife in front of their little children. He was a first class scholar of Torah and history. He was following in the illustrious footsteps of his grandfather, father, and mother. Eitam, just 30 years old, had already established himself as a rare talent and a highly respected rabbinic personality.
His talented and creative wife Naama, of blessed memory, also killed at point blank range, was a highly regarded graphic artist who was described as being wise beyond her years. Together they were parents, raising their beloved children in a community devoted to Torah learning and to kindness. They were raising their children to be Jews filled with immense pride in our people and to be the next builders and leaders of our nation.
A second terrorist attack two nights later in Jerusalem. He heard the commotion. He could hear that someone was being attacked. Rabbi Nechemia Lavi, of blessed memory, a father of seven, quickly ran to help—putting his own life in danger. The terrorist turned and attacked him. He saved a woman and her baby—his life was taken. Rabbi Nechemia Lavi served as an officer in the Israeli Army. He considered this a mitzvah, a religious duty and an honor. He taught Torah each day in the Old City of Jerusalem.
The picture published in the media of the other murdered victim of the stabbing that night shows a man in traditional Chassidic garb. Aharon Banita-Bennet, of blessed memory, was a member of the Breslov Chassidic community. He also served in the Israel Defense Force. He was a Jew devoted to prayer and Torah study. A Jew devoted to his people and fulfilling his duty to the State of Israel.
We lost people of nobility. We lost people of exemplary kindness and piety in the way they lived their lives. We lost precious people who gave of their enormous talents each day to increase wisdom and goodness in Israel and in the world. Each one was special. They were Jews of exceptional devotion to the land of Israel and to the people of Israel. They represent the very best of our nation.
Our team, the Jewish People, is no longer at full strength. Our light has been diminished.
It’s not just the number—we lost extraordinary people.
Rabbi Joseph Soloveitchik said that when a Jew sits shiva what we mourn is that an irreplaceable person has been taken from us. Each person is unique. There is no person that can ever take the place of another person’s presence in this world. For this we are heartbroken and filled with pain:
“To recognize a person is not to just to identify him physically. It means more than that: it is an act of identifying him existentially as a person who has a job to do that only he can do properly. To recognize a person means to affirm that he is irreplaceable.”
The Torah portion of Bereshit, Genesis, famously describes the creation of man. Rashi comments on man’s creation and beautifully captures this sentiment (Genesis 1:27). When an object is being mass-produced each one is identical to the other. However this is not the way God creates mankind. Each person is “hand-made.” There is not one person identical to the next. Every person is one of a kind.
Four children have lost their parents. Nine children have lost their father.
Four sets of parents lost their children.
I stood together with ten thousand others at the funeral of Eitam and Naama Henkin. Every person present experienced that morning in his or her own way. I experienced the funeral as a parent who has also lost a child. The pain is overwhelming. Life is never the same again. Unlike any other experience of death—when a child dies a parent feels unbearable pain because only a parent knows how much their child was meant to bring to the world.
The joy and love they were meant to give and receive has brutally been ripped away. Their life was a world that can never be replaced. Why should they not have had the opportunity to live their lives? No one feels this excruciating sense of loss as painfully as a parent. No one is as hopeful and optimistic as a parent is for his or her child. Unfortunately, when a parent loses a child, a parent is struck with this notion: a soul is irreplaceable.
The joyous holiday season has come to a close. The families of the victims enter the week of mourning; parents, siblings, children and wives sit shiva.
They will spend the days ahead talking about their loved ones. They will be at a loss for words trying to describe the unique and extraordinary people they were; and what they could have been, if not for these acts of evil.
The heart of the entire Jewish people is broken. We as Jews know that it is not just the number—it is not “four people murdered.” Each person we lost is irreplaceable.
The words of this author reflect his/her own opinions and do not necessarily represent the official position of the Orthodox Union.