This week’s Torah portion, Parshat Beha’alotcha, is filled with some of the Torah’s most breathtaking imagery. We can almost see the golden menorah glowing in the sacred tent, the Levites gathering in rituals of dedication and song, the glistening Mishkan beneath the mysterious cloud of God’s presence, and the silver trumpets sounding across the desert camp with majesty and purpose. This parshah shines with natural, ritual, and communal beauty, images and moments meant to lift the spirit and remind the Israelites that even in the wilderness, holiness surrounds them.

And yet, amidst all this wonder–surprise, surprise!–the people still complain. They grow weary of the manna, exhausted by uncertainty, longing for the familiarity of Egypt even after liberation. We are only human after all, and the hardship of life’s desert moments can narrow our vision. Fatigue and fear can even diminish the greatness of miracles in our eyes. We know what it is to feel burdened by the repetition of daily life, anxious about the future, or nostalgic for a past that may not have truly been better. To meet our worries, the wisdom of Beha’alotcha gently invites us to notice the beauty still present around us — the people who love us, the rituals that sustain us, the music, the sunlight, the small moments of grace we might otherwise miss. It asks us to loosen our grip on the “Egypts” we continue to carry and to root ourselves more fully in the sacred possibilities of the present moment.

And still, even as we are nudged towards the light of the present, these chapters do not deny that the wilderness can be painful. When Miriam falls ill, Moses offers one of the most tender and timeless prayers in all of our tradition for his sister: “El na refa na lah — Please God, heal her now” (Numbers 12:13). In just a few words, he gives voice to every prayer for healing, comfort, strength, and hope. May the words of Parshat Beha’alotcha remind us that our tradition holds both truths at once: the world is filled with beauty, and life can still feel heavy. And when it does, we do not walk alone. We carry with us the wisdom of our people, the support of community, and prayers ancient and enduring enough to hold us through every wilderness journey.

Shavuah tov, wishing you a week’s worth of beauty and goodness ahead.