Satan Found the Scales Empty on Yom Kippur
The two pans hung dead level. The Accuser went out to fetch more evidence, and while he was gone the sins he had already weighed came off the scale.
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The Accuser Came With Names
Ha-Satan came into the court on Yom Kippur, the tenth day of Tishri with a year of Israel's work in his hands, and he did not exaggerate any of it. That was the strength of his case. He read it out plainly.
"Master of the universe. There are adulterers among the nations of the world. There are adulterers in Israel. There are thieves among the nations of the world. There are thieves in Israel."
No fire, no theatrics. A prosecutor with a list who only needed the list to be true. If the same sins live on both sides of the border, then either both peoples are forgiven this morning or neither is, and he was content to let the King choose which.
God answered him item for item. He read out Israel's merits the same way, one after another, until the two accounts stood side by side and the room had nothing left to say.
The Beam and the Two Pans
Then He took the beam of the great scales and hung it.
Into one pan went the sins. Into the other went the merits. The pans came down, swung, settled, and stopped exactly even. Nothing tipped. The court on the Day of Atonement looked at a balance that would not choose.
Ha-Satan (the Accuser) read the beam and understood what an even scale means. One more sin, any sin, a small one, and the whole year drops. So he turned and went out to find some, because a year holds more than anybody can carry into a room at once, and there was plenty still lying around down there.
He should not have left.
What Happened While He Was Out
God reached into the pan and lifted the sins out of it. All of them. Then He gathered them into the purple of His own robe and let the cloth fall closed over them.
Ha-Satan came back with his arms full and stopped in the doorway. The pan he had loaded was empty. Not lighter. Empty. He walked around the beam and looked underneath it and searched the floor of the court, and the iniquity of Israel was sought and it was not there.
He put down what he had brought. Nobody had broken a rule of the court. The evidence had simply gone into the King's sleeve, and there is no motion a prosecutor can file against that.
"Master of the universe," he said, and it came out of him almost as a complaint, "You have lifted the iniquity of Your people."
David Called Them Happy and Heaven Went One Better
David saw the empty pan and reached for the harp. Happy is the man whose wrongdoing is lifted off him, he sang, whose sin is covered over.
Heaven let him finish and then corrected him. Rabbi Shimon ben Lakish put the correction in a picture. A woman suspected by her husband drinks the bitter water in the Temple court and comes out of it clean, and someone in the crowd calls out, "Happy is she." Someone standing further back says, "Happy is the woman who never had to drink it at all."
So the answer came back to David across the court. Happy is the man whose sin is covered. Happier is the man the Lord charges with nothing.
And the covering has a price at the door. The one who hides what he did gets nowhere. The one who says it out loud and walks away from it is shown mercy. So on that day Israel stood and itemized their own sins, out loud, in the same manner the prosecutor had itemized them, and the prophet watching it could only ask who else is a God like this one, who pardons and passes over and wants to love.
The Soul David Bowed for a Generation Not Yet Born
Later David lifted his soul to God again, and this time not for himself.
"Master of the worlds, let my soul bow down for the ones who are going to hand over their lives for the sanctification of Your Name." He meant a generation still centuries off, the generation of the persecution, Jews who would be tortured rather than say the words that would end it.
"David," God said, "and have they lost anything? Their portion is in life, and out of My hidden treasure their bellies are filled."
"Have I a portion with them?"
"It does not say their treasure. It says My treasure. Yours and theirs."
David would not take the compliment straight. Those men come before You by the strength of Torah and by what they did with their hands, he said. I come only asking to look at Your face and be found right.
Rabbi Chiya bar Ba heard that exchange and drew the hard line under it. If a man tells you to give your life for the Name, he said, give it. Only ask that they take your head off in one stroke, and not the way it went in the generation of the persecution, when they pressed balls of fire under the arms and drove splinters of reed under the fingernails.
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