I’ve graduated to a new stage in life. Whereas I used to attend all school performances as a proud mama, now I’m there as the shepping Savta. Not much has changed in these performances over the last 20 years. They’re still (too) long filled with (too many) speeches, and performed by (too many) kids on the stage.
Yet to my surprise something else has stayed the same. Sitting on mini kindergarten chairs watching the story of Yosef Makir Shabbos, I’m riveted to one small person in the crowd gathering around Yosef. One of those little people is my granddaughter and I have eyes only for her. Isn’t she glowing? Isn’t she the cutest? Don’t her eyes shine the brightest, her smile the widest? I know in my head there are probably other cute children on that stage. But I don’t see them. Mine dominates the stage of my eyes.
Do others feel the same as they look at their daughter or granddaughter? Most probably. Still, I don’t notice those spectators either. I have tunnel vision with only my einekel as the light at its end.
This idea never ceases to amaze me. We love our children (and grandchildren) so much, they occupy a disproportionate place of pride in our hearts. Someone else’s kid may have the main part but mine has the main part in my participation.
I find this concept so inspiring, I’ve worked to apply this to the spiritual realm of my life as well.
Looking around me there are so many who dominate the stage of life, with talents that aren’t mine, energies I wish were mine, and connections with so many people that make my little place in this world feel very puny.
Yet I know that Hashem is looking down at this huge globe, and His gaze can center on me, can light me up in a halo of glow, outshining the light I shine on my own children. Shakespeare said: All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players.”
I may be “merely” a player but I’m Hashem’s daughter and deserving or not, I can be the main player in Hashem’s eyes. And you can, too. A standing ovation for all of us.
(Originally featured in Family First, Issue 964)