Punishment in Search of a Crime
Bex Stern-Rosenblatt
Parashah
Nadav and Avihu died before God. And Moses quoted God to his brother, the bereaved father, saying: “Through those close to Me shall I be hallowed and in all the people’s presence shall I be honored.” And Aaron was silent.
But we are not. From the moment we are informed of their deaths until this very day, we, “the whole community of Israel, weep over this burning which God has burnt up.” Where Aaron and his remaining sons cannot mourn, we break the air with our cries. We cry for these sons of Aaron as if they were our brothers, our sons, stepping into the roles which the immediate family cannot fill.
But they are not in fact our sons, our brothers. We did not know them in the ways that Aaron, Elisheva, Eliezar, and Itamar did. We did not know them even in the way that Moses did. We cannot mourn them, eulogize them, make their memories into blessings, in the way that those who knew them could. Rather, we “weep over this burning which God has burnt up.” We lament death. We cry out to, for, and against God. We hold God responsible for this death, for all deaths. We pour out our tears to God, we try to quench the flame of God’s anger. But we do not cry for Nadav and Avihu. They are reduced to the manner of their dying. They become the burning, the korban which God takes from us, the unwilling givers. God is hallowed through them, through their burning, and honored by us, through our tears.
Ever since Moses climbed up Mount Sinai, the Torah had been exposing the order of the world to us. We have been told, in excruciating detail, how to behave. We know what to wear, what to build, what to eat, and how to cook it. The raw, terrifying power of God, the creator and the destroyer, had seemed to be tamed. Just so long as we dotted our i’s, crossed our t’s, and refrained from making golden calves, it seemed we should be able to live happily ever after with God in our midst.
The story of Nadav and Avihu destroys that notion. The Torah had not been exposing the order of the world, but rather imposing order onto the world and onto God. But God cannot be fully contained or fully understood. The world will not make sense if we just do everything right. Sometimes, really horrible things happen.
When they do, we do not remain silent. We demand answers, explanations, order. We want the world to make sense and so we make sense of it. As Ed Greenstein writes, “most readers view the death of Nadav and Avihu as an effect and look for a cause.” Surely, Nadav and Avihu must have done something wrong. After all, the fire was strange or foreign fire. Or perhaps this is a delayed punishment for Aaron’s formation of the Golden Calf. Or perhaps we are supposed to learn not to get drunk.
Once we have finished crying out to God for the burning, we cry out to ourselves. We change that which we can change. We blame those who must listen to us casting blame on them. We see error in our own ways because, at least, our own ways are our own. We have control over them and can modify them. We want to believe we can prevent such a burning from happening again.
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