This devar Torah by Rabbi Kenigsberg was first published in yesterday's Hanassi Highlights.
When a Jewish child is placed in a small basket among the reeds of the Nile, the Torah tells us that his sister, Miriam stood watch over him—“Va-tetatzav achoto me-rachok, le-de’ah mah ye’aseh lo”—she stood from afar, to know what would be done to him. What is the significance of the Torah's description that she watched him from afar?
The Torah is giving us far more than a description of Miriam's physical location. Rather, it is teaching us about her long-term vision. The story begins long before that riverbank scene. Rashi (Shemot 2:1) describes a moment of crushing despair. Amram, leader of his generation, divorced his wife Yocheved as a result of Pharaoh’s decree that every Jewish newborn boy be cast into the Nile. His logic was unassailable: why bring children into a world where they are condemned at birth? But his daughter Miriam challenged him. “Your decree is harsher than Pharaoh’s,” she said. Pharaoh condemned the boys; yet Amram, by separating from his wife, denied the entire Jewish future. Amram relented, remarried Yocheved, and as a result Moshe was born.
Yet, again,
crisis struck. The baby had to be hidden, cast into the river. Salvation still
seemed far off. But Miriam was able to look beyond, longing for historical
destiny to take its course.
Even as a child, Miriam understood that redemption is rarely
announced with fanfare. It is incubated in reeds, hidden in the margins of
history, advanced by those who refuse to surrender to despair. She stood from
afar because she was not merely observing a basket—she was tracking a
promise. Would the covenant made with Avraham, that his descendants would
become a nation and ultimately inherit their land, be fulfilled? She watched,
waiting to see how her seemingly small act—persuading
her father to remarry—would ripple outward toward redemption.
Today, Miriam’s posture is ours to emulate. We live in a
world that pushes us to react instantly, to measure success in news cycles and
viral moments. But the deeper story of the Jewish people has always been
written by those who can stand back far enough to ask: Where will this lead?
What does this moment demand of our destiny? It is not distance that breeds
indifference; it is distance that enables perspective.
Like Miriam, we do not always see the end of the story
immediately. But we can be confident through the historic moment in which we
live that the small, faithful acts—of service, learning, courage, and hope—are
far more than footnotes. They are the reeds from which the next chapter grows.
Miriam watched a basket and saw redemption. May we too merit
the vision and clarity to recognize our place in the great puzzle of Jewish
history.
Shabbat Shalom!



















