No … I’m not talking about the “Lion of Judah”. I’m talking about the other one, the one on the other side of the rainbow, the “Cowardly Lion” who overcame his fears and proceeded on to Oz for some courage … even though he was petrified.
Many see courage as a lack of fear. I see it as experiencing fear, petrifying fear, but not succumbing to it.
How many times in the history of our people have individuals … groups … nations … armies … risen against us? We see the hate, the intimidation, almost every single day. All we have to do is watch the news. It comes from the right. It comes from the left. Bigots … anti-Semites with an agenda to make you afraid. Afraid enough to silence you … afraid enough that their words will be heard and not yours.
Yet they wear the masks … they cover their faces with bandanas … they wear the robes … them, not us!!!
I’m sure, (pretty sure anyway) when Mordechai Anielewicz saw Jurgen Stroop’s SS bring in artillery to finally liquidate the Warsaw Ghetto, he had to have been afraid – but he would not submit! That is courage. These Ghetto Fighters knew “living” and just “existing” were not the same. They took a stand not only for themselves but for all of us.
And that “Cowardly Lion”? Yes, he was afraid but he was also encouraged by his new friends, the ones who stood by him … who loved him, all the way down that Yellow Brick Road. They helped him with his fears; they would not let him fail and ultimately the lion would not yield. Of course, I don’t really see many lions in New Hampshire – although I do have a cat.
“Silence in the face of evil is itself evil: G-d will not hold us guiltless.
Not to speak is to speak. Not to act is to act.”