Moshe's Children

Bamidbar

A bris, a naming, a toddler on the run.

Pushing a stroller, in the mid-day sun.

A sleep-over, where the kids have a blast.

Amazed at how, they grow up so fast.

Booking a hall, hiring a band.

Making a chasuna has so many demands!

At last an ainekal arrives, perhaps a girl or a boy.

Who could imagine, one could know such joy!

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But sadly you are denied, such pleasure.

No plays to attend, no arts and crafts projects to treasure.

No bar-mitzvas, or tuition to pay.

No kids to help with homework, or watch as they play.

No girls to send to seminary in Eretz Yisroel, or closeby here.

Who you can't help but miss, no matter how hard you try.

As loyal to the Aibeshter, you try to remain.

There is one word for it, and it is "pain".

For some it is an ailment, they can endure.

For others it feels like a "disease", that has no cure.

Hovever this parsha offers a consolation, which might bring some relief.

To the pain and suffering, which is beyond belief.

It says "the children of Moshe", but it does not speak of his sons.

Rather it speaks of Aharon's children, which can confuse someone.

Needless to say Aharon's sons were not Moshe's, that can't be true.

Or can it...They are his children, if one takes a  different view.

You see Moshe fervently prayed for Aharon's children, and taught them Toras H-shem.

So in a very real sense, he was a father to them.

So to loved ones' children, nephews nieces and friends.

Teach them, continue to love them, and pray for them.

I know this is not a panacea. The pain will still go on in your mind.

But a bit of solace, I pray you might find.