Growing up as an Orthodox Jew in New York, a rabbi's son no less, I
thought I knew all there was to know about Hanukkah; but soon after
arriving at yeshiva in Israel at age 17, I discovered that I had it all
wrong. See, gelt was really demei Hanukka, and it wasn't so much chocolate coins as gifts. Also, that's not a dreidel, it's a sevivon, and the letters are wrong. Plus, they're not latkes, they're levivot, and no one really eats them because they've already gorged themselves on sufganiyot, so-called because they absorb all moisture in your stomach and swell like a sponge (sefog). [Your etymology may vary.]
Still, most shocking was the fact that the thing we light with all the branches is not a menorah, but a hanukkiah. I was confused because, unlike latkes, dreidel and gelt, menorah was already a Hebrew word. But in Israel, menorot
were to be found in the lighting department of the local hardware
store, while The Menorah was that seven-branched vessel of the Temple,
known to the world from the Arch of Titus, featured in the Emblem of the
State of Israel. A menorah is simply a lamp, but if it is that special
nine-branched version for Hanukkah, eight for the eight nights plus one
for the shamash, which kindles all the others, it becomes a hanukkiah.
So
where did this neologism come from? Lexicographer Ben-Yehuda, but not
the one you're thinking of: Hemda popularized the term in 1897. Nor was
she the first. In fact, tonight, the fifth night of Hanukkah, marks the
249th yahrtzeit of Jerusalem-born Rabbi Abraham Meyuhas, who writes (Sedeh Haaretz
III OH 38) about "a brass candlestick which we call a hanukkiah, to
which the artisan affixed an additional light which we call a shamash,
to be used for its illumination instead of the others, which are the
essence of the mitzvah, as we are forbidden to use them for
illumination." Rabbi Meyuhas knew what a hanukkiah was, though he was
afraid his readers might not.
It is significant that the menorah
used for Hanukkah has a special name. The fact is that there is no
halakhic significance per se to the vessel; you could stick one wax
candle on your windowsill and fulfill the mitzva. It was only in the
medieval era that Jews started crafting particular vessels to be used
only for Hanukkah; indeed, for a religion which strictly forbids graven
images, this was an opportunity for artistic expression, like the
wine-cup used at Sabbath's onset and the spice-box used as its
conclusion.
And thus we come to the paradox at the heart of
Hanukkah. On the one hand, it is a celebration of the Temple; on the
other hand, it marks the ascension of the dynasty which would ultimately
welcome the Roman Empire, demolishers of the Temple, into Jerusalem.
While
the biblical Menorah -- that famous seven-branched one -- may be be
physically more impressive, it was lit for less than 1,500 years
according to the traditional counts of all the various incarnations of
the Tabernacles and the Temples. Meanwhile, the lights of Hanukkah have
been kindled for nearly 2,200 years, uninterrupted.
In fact, according to Jewish lore (Midrash Tanhuma, Behaalotekha 3; Talmud Menahot
29a), the Menorah was not actually made by humans at all. Moses was so
perplexed by its intricate details that God told him to throw it in the
fire, and out popped the Menorah fully-formed. The hanukkiah, on the
other hand, is a wholly human invention.
Even in the recounting of the miracle in our daily prayers throughout Hanukkah, we do not refer at all to the Menorah inside the Temple. Instead, we say "they kindled lights in Your holy courtyards." The Menorah and the hanukkiah aren't the same.
Which
brings us back to the emblem of the State of Israel. It definitely
features a seven-branched candelabrum in the center--but this is flanked
by two olive branches. That's not an aesthetic flourish, but the vision
of Zechariah (ch. 4), whose words we read on the Sabbath of Hanukkah.
The two olive branches represent the religious and secular leadership of
the people, and together with the seven bronze branches, they make what
we could call a hanukkiah. (I leave it up to the reader's discretion to
decide which one is the shamash.)
This is the beauty of the State
of Israel. It does not spring fully-formed from the fire. It does not
descend from Heaven. It is made by flawed human beings, a combination of
natural growth and technological artistry. It is a construct of the
spirit. And we are charged by our faith to constantly refashion it into a
more perfect union.
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