On Daily Miracles and the Federal Budget

by Rabbi Philip Lefkowitz

The three Abrahamic Faiths, Judaism, Christianity and Islam, all teach the Deity is ever creating. As the Koran states, “the Ever Living, the One Who sustains and protects all that exists.” It is for the individual to but truly open his eyes to see the creative power of the Deity in the ever unfolding panorama of creation. As the Hebrew Scriptures lament, “For they have eyes and do not see...”

Last week I turned to C-SPAN to catch up on what our politicians are doing in Washington. There before me was the stunning specter of a Democrat eloquently expressing his objection to a bill brought forward by the Republicans to fund the National Guard. He was detailing the elements he felt were lacking in the bill that would ensure the affective and smooth functioning of the Guard. Glory be, a miracle! I was witnessing, with my own eyes, the involvement of the Deity in His creation; a federal legislator who actually had read a piece of potential legislation.

Amidst the wintry, bone chilling winds of frustration and anger swirling about in the halls of Congress, I see the beginnings of the blossoming of the exquisite bloom of the flower of hope, with its incomparable petals of logic, fairness, balance and truth. It was that sweet bouquet of hope articulately offered by our President to an adoring citizenry that first elected him to his office. The fragrance of a line by line review of the federal budget was central to that hopeful grouping of flowers.

As one who is but months from the fruition of that heavenly promise of three score and ten, I am now hopeful that I may see with my own eyes the defunding of scientific inquiry into the gaseous excretions of the bovine and how they affect the ecological balance of our planet. I am prayerful that I will yet witness our representatives in Washington donning their HASMAT suits ready to dive into the laborious and nasty task of straining and sanitizing the fetid ooze, now overflowing with abandon the rim of that institutionalized humongous vessel in Washington known as the pork barrel, its noxious fumes polluting the fresh, invigorating and life enriching air of the good life all Americans merit to breathe even the very least among us. As the New Testament states, “Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you did it to me”

Amen and Amen