There is—as Ecclesiastes teaches— a time to be silent and a
time to speak. Our challenge is to
figure out which is the right response in any given situation.
Lately, I have been pondering the nature of silence. On Sunday, I will leave for my annual five
day retreat at the Monastery of Christ in the Desert in New Mexico. This is a place of intense quiet and
stillness. Words are few and far
between. The daily monastic liturgy of
the hours is filled with intense silences, and the red rock cliffs that
surround the abbey inspire a kind of hushed awe. No one speaks after 7pm each night, and the
communal meals are eaten in complete silence.
When I am there, I am often struck by how much I love this
stillness. I am, after all, a rabbi, the
representative of a tradition that places a premium on words. In Genesis, God creates the world with
language, and we, too, shape our worlds with the words that we speak.
And speak we must. As
the AIDS activists in the 1980s reminded us, in the face of oppression, silence
= death. Secrecy is the breeding ground
of complicity and evil. As Louis
Brandeis noted, sunlight—speech—is the best disinfectant. We use language to create community, fight
persecution, cement relationships, and establish our place in the world.
So when do we keep silence and when do we speak? This question lies at the heart of our Torah
portion for this week, Vayera. It is filled with silences, both sacred
and disquieting. When Sarah hears that
she will bear a child at ninety, she laughs inwardly—silently. Lot’s wife, upon looking back at the
destruction of her home in Sodom, is turned into an eternally silent pillar of
salt. Ishmael and Hagar are banished to
the harsh, mute wilderness. And most
notably of all, Abraham binds Isaac to the altar and raises a slaughtering
knife to his throat—and neither father nor son utters a word. The same patriarch who argues fiercely with
God over the fate of Sodom and Gomorrah responds with stunning silence when God
commands him to offer up his own child.
Torah and life are both full of complexity and paradox. Silence does indeed equal death—but it also
equals life. It is both a primary cause
of injustice and a source of strength and liberation. Silence is the beginning of wisdom and the
font of ignorance, the ladder to heaven and the highway to hell.
May our times, of speech and of silence, be properly
aligned, and may we gain insights into this delicate and difficult dance in the
week ahead.
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