This week on Street Farbrengen, Zacharya pushes back on something Reuven brought to the farbrengen that many may feel but rarely say out loud: Is the Rebbe the mission? We go straight for the jugular: What happens when the Rebbe — or “being Lubavitch” — quietly becomes the goal instead of the path? When wearing the right slogan, screaming the right lines, doing Chitas and Rambam, or learning the maamar becomes the destination… but nothing actually shifts inside — not my emotions...
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This week on Street Farbrengen, Zacharya pushes back on something Reuven brought to the farbrengen that many may feel but rarely say out loud: Is the Rebbe the mission? We go straight for the jugular: What happens when the Rebbe — or “being Lubavitch” — quietly becomes the goal instead of the path? When wearing the right slogan, screaming the right lines, doing Chitas and Rambam, or learning the maamar becomes the destination… but nothing actually shifts inside — not my emotions...
We often call success winning, like when you cross the goal line. We look to the end of the line, to know the end game, and to finding our cherished goal at the “end of the rainbow.” There is the “ end of days.” When Zechariah and Reuven last met they pledged to contemplate for 30 days the scene of Rabbi Akiva by the river seeing a constant drip of water on a rock by the side of the river making an impression on the stone. What is our rock to making an everlasting imprint? W...
ChabadLife.TV Street Farbrengen
This week on Street Farbrengen, Zacharya pushes back on something Reuven brought to the farbrengen that many may feel but rarely say out loud: Is the Rebbe the mission? We go straight for the jugular: What happens when the Rebbe — or “being Lubavitch” — quietly becomes the goal instead of the path? When wearing the right slogan, screaming the right lines, doing Chitas and Rambam, or learning the maamar becomes the destination… but nothing actually shifts inside — not my emotions...
