B’nai Mitzvah students are often incredibly nervous right before the service begins. I often do exercises with them to help them lower their heart rate and relax. Once, I had a student throw up right before entering the sanctuary (Not to mention those with other stomach issues). What they don’t know (and I don’t tell them until right before the ceremony) is that Bar and Bat Mitzvah is an automatic status. All they needed to do was reach their birthday while still identifying as a Jew. They worry that if they mess up leading the Ashrei, or chanting Torah or Haftarah, that they will somehow not be officially a B. Mitzvah. But it’s impossible. The ceremony is a ceremony, a ritual to mark a status that already is.
Not so when it comes to the inauguration of the Priest.
Today’s daf warns that failure to perform all the details that are written in its regard invalidates the inauguration. If we don’t follow what the Torah dictates as part of the ceremony of inauguration, they are not inaugurated, they do not have the status. So that leads to the bulk of the the daf: what exactly is included in the requirements for inauguration of the Priest? Does it require the laying on of hands? Does it require waving? Do they have to wear the priestly garments for 7 days and be anointed for 7 days, or wear them seven day and be anointed one day? Wear them one day and be anointed for 7? The Torah doesn’t list the britches, but they need to be part of the uniform, do they count as a necessary piece of the ritual?
What’s incredible is this desire to perfect a ceremony that was not happening. As we read the Talmud, we are glimpsing generations of rabbis talking across time to one another. And yet, none of them are living in a time where they can just go and see what the proper procedure for the ceremony is. And so, they read, and decypher, and debate and my gem is that they prepare.
This whole reading is an incredibly hopeful one. It’s preparing for something that will not come automatically – it may, in fact, not come in their lifetime, or (has v’shalom) never come at all. But, they are ready. Planning and preparing, so when the time comes, nothing is out of place.
It’s like parents setting up the nursery for a new born child. Like the chuppah waiting for the bride. Like a prepared table waiting for diners.
Perfect. . . just waiting for the most important piece – the guest of honor.

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