Two weeks ago, while on our trip to South Africa, I took my family to the Hartbeespoort dam, which is about an hour’s drive from Johannesburg.
Now, when I travel in the United States I rely heavily on my Waze GPS. Not for nothing was the Israeli company bought for one billion dollars! Waze is fantastic. Even if I know the way, I turn it on for the real-time traffic updates and minute-to-minute fastest routes.
Unfortunately, in South Africa I only had internet access when I hit a wifi spot, so I had to go back to the “old fashioned” method of printing Mapquest and Google maps directions.
Well, unless I am reading-impaired, the directions for our return to Johannesburg were way off, and lo and behold we got lost. Lost in the middle of Africa without a working cell phone. My parents and siblings were getting frantic because they couldn’t get hold of us. They kept sending WhatsApp messages in the hope I would find a wifi spot.
So, with my useless printed directions, and no GPS, I did what we did in the really old days—I stopped another driver and asked him for directions. He explained to me how to get onto the highway, but he quickly realized I didn’t understand, so off he went to get a map from his car. He very patiently showed me exactly where to go, but maps are not my forte, so he drew it on a paper for me. When this kind stranger saw that I STILL didn’t understand, he hopped back into his car and told me to follow him. He went at least 30 minutes out of his way to help a complete stranger get back to Johannesburg!
I was so touched by this stranger’s kindness. I tried to think when was the last time anyone in NY did something like that for me, but then I remembered I don’t need that in NY, thanks to my good old Waze GPS.
We are less than one week away from Rosh Hashanah. During the year, many of us are “lost.” We lose ourselves in the jungle of the world; lose our spiritual sensitivity, our sense of direction. Some of us have become lost in the corporate world; lost in dollar bills. We’re floundering.
But along comes G-d and tells us exactly what to do.
In this week’s parshah we read, “Behold, I have set before you today life and good, death and evil.” Life is a choice and the choice is clear. If we embrace the Torah, we will be rewarded with life and goodness.
The High Holidays are G-d’s way of grounding us, and reminding us where we’re headed. He literally points us on the right path and gives us a map with detailed directions—the Torah.
This Rosh Hashanah, let’s embrace the opportunity to hop back on the right path and return to where we should be in our spiritual development. G-d’s pointing us in the direction; it’s up to us to follow through.

I just came back from a trip to South Africa with my family. We flew through Atlanta which meant the flight was 15 hours. As you can imagine, we were all completely exhausted. And on top of the exhaustion was the jet lag.
I visited the Lion Park in South Africa this week with my family, a place included in Newsweek’s top 100 tourist destinations worldwide, and we were not disappointed.
Two weeks ago, I bought my children new bikes with training wheels. After a few days, I took off the training wheels and started teaching them to ride without. My five-year-old, Mendel, fell off a couple of times but got right back on and figured it out in no time. Seven-year-old Rosie, on the other hand, cried and cried that she didn’t know how to ride a two-wheeler. We talked and tried, but she wouldn’t allow me to let go of the bike. After a full week, I gave her a push and she managed to ride a bit by herself. As soon as she realized that she could do it, she became an expert rider.
The saintly Rabbi Levi Yitzchak of Berditchev once chanced upon a strong, young man who was brazenly eating on Yom Kippur. The Rabbi suggested that perhaps he was feeling ill. The fellow insisted he was in the best of health. Perhaps he had forgotten that today was the holy day of fasting? "Who doesn't know that today is Yom Kippur?" responded the young man. Perhaps he was never taught that Jews do not eat on this day? "Every child knows that Yom Kippur is a fast day, Rabbi!" Whereupon Rabbi Levi Yitzchak raised his eyes heavenward and said, "Master of the Universe, see how wonderful Your people are! Here is a Jew who, despite everything, refuses to tell a lie!