Jacob Told His Sons to Gather and Meant Purify Yourselves
Twelve grown men leaned over a dying father waiting for their blessing. The first thing he gave them was an order to make themselves clean.
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Gather Yourselves
Jacob was blind by then, and past sitting up on his own, and he sent word through the house that he wanted all of them. They came in from twelve different lives. A shepherd who had sold his brother stood next to the brother, who was now the second man in Egypt and dressed like it.
The old man said two words. "Gather yourselves."
They leaned in, thinking he wanted them closer to the bed. Rabbi Pinhas the Priest son of Hama and Rabbi Yehuda the Levite son of Shallum turned those two words over and heard an order in them, and what he meant, they said, was purify yourselves. The word had done that job once before, out in the wilderness. When Miriam's skin went white and the camp had to put her outside the tents, the ruling was to shut her out seven days, and afterward she would be gathered in. Gathered back, but only once she was clean.
So the twelve heard a condition before they heard a blessing. Come in pure. Whatever any of you has been carrying since Shechem, since the pit, since the twenty pieces of silver, leave it at the door of this room.
Seventy Days of Egyptian Weeping
He finished naming them one by one, pulled his feet up into the bed, and died. Joseph went down on his father's face and wept there and kissed him, and then the machinery of Egypt took the body: forty days for the physicians and their spices, and seventy days of national mourning for a foreign shepherd who had once blessed the king.
Pharaoh let them go up to bury him, and sent his court with them. Chariots and horsemen went along, and the elders of Egypt, and every servant of the palace, so that what came north out of the delta was not a family funeral but a foreign power on the move.
A Threshing Floor Nobody Can Find on a Map
They halted at the threshing floor of Atad, beyond the Jordan, and mourned there seven more days, and the sound of it carried.
Rabbi Shmuel bar Nahman said he had been through the whole of Scripture hunting for a town by that name and there is no such place. Atad is a thornbush. Nobody builds a threshing floor to thresh thorns. So the thorns were the men standing around the edge of that camp watching the Egyptians weep, the Canaanites who owned the country, and they were ripe for the sledge to go over them and grind them into the dirt like brush.
They had come out to look at a procession. Sentence had already been passed on them and none of them knew it.
What the Canaanites Did With Their Hands
Then they did four small things, and nobody afterward could agree which of the four saved them.
Rabbi Elazar said they untied the belts at their waists and let their clothes hang loose, the way a man stands when he is not going to work and not going to fight. Reish Lakish said they loosened the cords on their packs and set the loads down in the road. Rabbi Yehuda bar Shalom said one of them lifted a finger, pointed at the bier as it went past, and said out loud, "That is a heavy mourning, that one, for Egypt." The rest of the rabbis said they only straightened their backs where they stood, or else stretched up on their toes to get a better look at the old man being carried home.
Not one of them moved a foot to help. Nobody took a corner of the bier. A finger and a loosened belt, and the sledge never came down. The name they said out loud that afternoon stuck to the ground: Avel Mitzrayim, the mourning of Egypt, and it is still there beyond the Jordan.
Seventy Days, Counted Twice
Rabbi Abahu was still counting those days centuries later. In Shushan the first letter went out under the king's seal ordering every Jew in the empire killed on one day, and the second letter, the one that let them stand and fight, went out seventy days after it. Seventy days of not knowing. Abahu set that number beside the seventy days Egypt had spent weeping for Jacob and said the two of them answer each other. A finger pointed at a roadside in Canaan, and a reprieve in a Persian capital, filed in the same ledger.
Then the twelve who had been told to come in clean picked their father up again, carried him across the Jordan into the field at Machpelah, and laid him in the cave beside Leah, in the dark with Abraham and Sarah and Isaac and Rebekah. Then they closed the cave and went back down to Egypt, all twelve of them, and stayed.
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