Parshat Matot/Mas’ei • Numbers 30:2 – 36:13

And the stones in the road fly out from beneath our wheels
Another day, another deal, before we get back home.

And the stones in the road leave a mark from whence they came
A thousand points of light or shame … baby, I don’t know.

– Mary Chapin Carpenter, “Stones in the Road”

This week we reach the end of B’midbar / Numbers with the double portion of Matot-Masei. The portions begin with a list of each location the Israelites reached on their journey from Egypt to Israel. There are forty-two in all, from Ramses to the plains of Moab. We read that Moses made a point of recording each location where they camped, thereby creating a travel log of sorts for the people of Israel and – thousands of years later – for us, their descendants. While the text does not offer commentary for each of the forty-two locations, we and they know each place bears its stories. Each place bears its memories. Bright or dark, triumphant or defeatist, these dots on a map are powerful reminders of our past. They are the stones in the road towards freedom and promise.

I believe Matot-Masei intentionally shares these forty-two points on the journey to remind us of two important things: first, that “the journey” – the movement from slavery in Egypt to freedom in the Promised Land – took Moses and the people to places they never expected to go. Physically and metaphorically, what became a forty-year trek delivered extraordinary lessons in patience, peoplehood, change and renewal. And second – it teaches us that “the journey” upon which each one of us has embarked – be it the journey of life, or love; education or parenthood or simply a new path we have forged – will take us to many new places, several of which we will not expect to go. Yet we can and will look back on the stones of our own road, our own life’s journey, and know that they have paved a way toward our own freedom and our own promise.

Rabbi Jaclyn Cohen

Comments (1)

How timely.
A new path; I was informed this week that I will be moved from one department to a yet-to-be formed department and a new supervisor, yet-to-be hired. The first reaction is to resist as I wanted to spend my “final working years” in relative “comfort, “don’t rock my boat.” That was not to be as life is ever-changing! At least I still have a job.

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