For 7 days we sit and eat in a fragile hut. We are commanded to be happy there. The reason is to teach us that even though live is fragile we should rejoice in it.
Sukkot and the Fragility of Life
Now for a quick devar Torah.
Tomorrow evening we begin celebrating Sukkot. For an entire week, we leave the security of our homes and eat—and, traditionally, spend as much time as possible—in a sukkah, a structure that is deliberately fragile.
And there is something fascinating about when we celebrate Sukkot.
Chronologically, you might expect Sukkot to come shortly after Pesach. Pesach commemorates our leaving Egypt, and the sukkah reminds us of how the Jewish people lived during their journey through the wilderness on the way to the Land of Israel.
Yet Sukkot doesn’t come in the spring or summer. It comes in the fall, when the weather is becoming unpredictable. The wind blows. The temperature drops. And, as anyone who has ever built a sukkah knows, rain can suddenly change your plans.
Perhaps that is part of the lesson.
Most of our lives are spent trying to create security. We build strong houses. We save money. We buy insurance. We make plans for the future. We do everything we can to convince ourselves that tomorrow will look more or less like today.
Then we enter the sukkah.
Its walls are not particularly strong. Its roof is made of branches. We can see the sky through the schach. A strong wind or heavy rain can remind us very quickly just how temporary this little structure really is.
And perhaps the sukkah is a metaphor for life itself.
We can do everything possible to make our lives secure, and we should. But ultimately, there are limits to how much security human beings can create.
Jewish history has taught us this lesson repeatedly. There were communities where Jews believed they had finally found security and acceptance, only to discover how quickly circumstances could change. German Jewry before the Nazi era is one of the most painful examples. Germany had been a center of Jewish integration and achievement, and many Jews had every reason to believe that the lives they had built were secure.
Then everything changed.
So you might think that Sukkot should be a holiday of anxiety. If the sukkah reminds us that life is fragile, shouldn’t we spend the week worrying about what might happen tomorrow?
The Torah tells us exactly the opposite.
“V’samachta b’chagecha” — “You shall rejoice in your festival.”
Sukkot is z’man simchateinu—the time of our rejoicing.
That may be the real lesson of the sukkah.
Life is fragile. Therefore, enjoy it.
Be grateful for the people sitting around your table. Invite friends into your sukkah. Enjoy the food. Enjoy the conversation. Appreciate your family. Appreciate the roof over your head—even when that roof is made of branches.
We cannot guarantee what tomorrow will bring. But we can appreciate what God has given us today.
Perhaps real happiness does not come from convincing ourselves that everything we have will last forever. It comes from understanding that it won’t—and therefore recognizing just how precious it is while we have it.
So when we sit in the sukkah this year, surrounded by its fragile walls and looking through the schach toward the heavens, perhaps we should remember:
Life is fragile. Life is uncertain. And life is still an extraordinary gift.
Something to think about.
Chag Sameach.
