The pathos of our mother Leah. One of the saddest stories in the Torah concerns Leah and the mandrakes.
Last week’s Talmud class ended on a strong, life-affirming note for Leah. Her first three sons (Reuben, Simon and Levi) she named for the idea that now I have given my husband 1, 2, or 3 sons, now maybe he will love me. Jacob’s love still did not come. When she gives birth to her fourth son, she names him Judah: This time I will praise God. I can still praise God, I can still affirm life, in the face of a reality that just is, that just is not ideal and is not solvable. A strong, gritty, life-affirming message from which the Jewish people get their name.
There is only one problem. The story does not end there. And the coda to the story, the mandrake story, is heartbreaking.