The Letters Flew Home When Moses Broke the Tablets
Moses asked God one question about a defiled priest and got silence. His face changed. The answer came years later, and it was a handful of ashes.
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A Small City Under Siege
Moses spent the last morning before the revelation walking a line around the foot of the mountain and telling the people that the ground on the far side of it would kill them. No hand touches it. Whoever touches the mountain dies.
The sages later set that morning beside a line in Kohelet about a small city with very few men in it, and a great king who came up against it and threw a siege wall around it. The city was the mountain. The few men were Israel. The great king was the King of kings, and the siege works were six hundred and thirteen commandments, two hundred and forty-eight of them saying do and three hundred and sixty-five saying do not. Inside the walls the king found one poor wise man, and the poor wise man saved the city with a boundary line and a threat.
The Question That Got No Answer
Then he went up. Who is like the wise man, Kohelet asks, and the sages hand the title to Moses, the one who went up against the city of the mighty and came back down able to explain what he had been given.
Rabbi Mana of Shaab said in the name of Rabbi Yehoshua ben Levi that God never handed Moses a matter without handing him its uncleanness and its cleansing in the same breath. This is how a man is defiled. This is how he gets clean again. Every single time, for forty days.
Then they reached the priests. Speak to the priests, the sons of Aaron, that none of them shall make himself unclean for a dead body among his people.
Moses asked the obvious question. "Master of the universe. And if one of them does become unclean, how is he cleansed?"
Nothing came back.
Moses' face changed. He had been given the way back from every other kind of defilement, and this was a priest, and the answer simply stopped. They went on to the next matter, and the next, and the silence stayed where the answer should have been.
The Letters Went Home
While he was still up there the camp below went a different way. He came down around the shoulder of the rock carrying two stones with writing cut into them and walked into the noise of a people dancing around a calf of gold.
He threw the tablets at the ground. They broke.
The letters did not break with them. They came up off the stone and flew, the way Proverbs says a man's wealth sprouts wings and goes up to heaven the moment he takes his eyes off it, and they went home. What stayed in the dust was rock.
Ashes for an Answer
When they came at last to the portion of the red heifer, God went back to the thing He had left lying between them.
"That matter I gave you, speak to the priests, and you said to Me, how are they cleansed, and I did not answer you. This is their cleansing. They shall take for the unclean some of the ashes of the burning of the purification, and put running water on them in a vessel."
Moses stood with that in front of him. A cow burned to powder. Ash and water on a man who has touched a corpse.
"Master of the universe. Is that purification?"
"It is a statute," God said. "I issued a decree, and no creature born can get to the bottom of My decree."
Do Not Speak to Me About This Again
At the end of his life Moses stood on the wrong side of the Jordan and asked to cross. He asked in the morning and he asked again, and he kept asking, laying out every reason a man could lay out.
Rabbi Berekhya said in the name of Rabbi Simon that the line about the fool who multiplies words was written for that hour.
"I wrote of you that you are wise," God said to him. "And here you stand, talking on and on, and in this you are not wise. Do not speak to Me again about this matter."
He had asked one question at the mountain and waited years for an answer that turned out to be a wall. Now he asked for a country and got a door shutting.
No One Remembered the Poor Man
The verse about the small city does not end well. The poor wise man saved the place, and afterward nobody remembered him.
You did not remember him, the Holy One said. I remember him. Remember the Torah of Moses My servant.
The first letters had gone back up. The second stones were cut and carried down and kept. The man who drew the line in the dirt was buried where nobody could find the grave, on the wrong side of a river he never crossed, and the only one still saying his name out loud was the King who had refused him.
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