Friday, October 31, 2008

"That's Hashem's Cookie!"

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Pointing to the cookie she was holding in her hand, the little girl in the Shabbos dress said, "That's Hashem's cookie!"

I had never thought of it in such simplistic terms, but undoubtedly she was correct and she had just taught me an amazing kavana to keep in mind before making a brocha and eating.

Sometimes the difference between doing something right and doing something wrong is only a few moments; moments in which we stop and focus on the purpose of what we are doing without hurriedly rushing forward.

I guess I should not have been surprised that so much wisdom could come from such a little girl.

Afterall, the little girl's name was Bracha.


At October 31, 2008 at 1:54:00 PM EDT, Blogger Chaviva Gordon-Bennett said...

Beautiful, just beautiful.

I love the wisdom that comes from a child!

At October 31, 2008 at 5:17:00 PM EDT, Blogger Shorty said...

How many people eat so mindlessly (let alone do ANYTHING mindlessly). Mindless eating is what leads to weight issues, but more importantly, eating mindlessly means we aren't taking the time to appreciate what is on our plates.

Taking a moment to say a Brachah is a wonderful step to mindful eating.

Not only does it show gratitude for the food that we have, but mindful eating makes that cookie taste that much better!

At November 2, 2008 at 7:49:00 PM EST, Blogger Anarchist Chossid said...

My rabbi once said: “A proper way to say a brocha is to think about exactly what you’re saying to the point that you realize that there is nothing but Hashem Elokeinu and all the world is as nothing in comparison to Him. Then, when you look at your cookie/apple/chicken, you realize how meaningless an act of wasting your time and attention on gashmius and klipah is, instead of focusing your attention on Hashem and His Torah. You don’t want to eat the cookie anymore. But you need sustenance to be in this world, and by using the energy of the cookie to do mitzvos, you will elevate the cookie and make it into a dwelling place for G-d. Then, you eat the cookie, with realization that you just connected the finite with the infinite.”

I must confess, in my case it’s more often “mumble-mumble-mubmle—brmnmzneis — hroomp-hroomp-hroomp”. :)


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