Nishmat
By Ann Kline
Prayers like
Nishmat , according to Reuven Hammer, auther of
Entering Jewish Prayer, are designed to stir "the
enthusiasm of
worship....the unrestrained affirmation of the beauty of
life itself."
Certainly, the language of Nishmat asks for a kind of
"passionate
involvement" in prayer:
Could song
fill our mouths as water fills the sea,
and could joy
flood our tongues like the countless waves,
Could our lips
utter praise as limitless as the sky...
Never could we
fully state our gratitude
for one ten
thousandth of the...love that is your precious
blessing,
dearest God.
The ardent, breathless, unreserved language in Nishmat
makes me ask -
Can I really pray like this? Can I say things like "dearest God - and
mean it?"
Rabbis Carol
Ochs and Kerry Olitzky, in their book Jewish
Spiritual Guidance, describe two "roadmaps" for
exploring spiritual
experience. One of them is Exodus. I can easily place
myself in this
story, where I am a principle actor on a journey to
freedom. This story
is one of discernment and analysis - I can do that. The God of Exodus
is familiar: God as King, God as Judge, God as Father -
images that can
keep God comfortably remote, distant, Other. In forty years this God
never spoke directly to the Israelites.
The other
roadmap that they use, however, is the Song of Songs. A
roadmap for entering into intimacy with the Divine. This is
God as
Beloved, a God that would speak directly to our hearts:
I was asleep,
but my heart was wakeful.
Hark, my
beloved knocks!
"Let me
in, my own, my darling, my faultless dove!"
I don't know about you, but in all my conversations with
God, God has
never once called me a "faultless dove." A flawed but redeemable
pigeon, perhaps, but not faultless. I can find myself more
uncomfortable with this loving God than I am with God as
Judge.
And yet, as
Nishmat tells us, "the breath of all that lives
praises God...."
Nishmat reminds us that God as Beloved is not a vague
fancy, suited only for mystics. We all live in daily intimacy with the
Divine. I think of
holding hands with my husband, exchanging smiles
with a baby in the grocery store, watching an older woman's
hand shake
as she holds a piece of paper and being struck by a vivid
appreciation
of what it means to age. I go to another funeral for
another hospice
patient. I look at
the light in a soap bubble while I'm washing the
dishes, remembering the woman who shyly admitted that one
of the most
spiritual things she had ever experienced was noticing the
rainbows in
soap bubbles. I can't look at a soap bubble the same way
now.
"The
breath of all that lives praises God." Is God.
Nishmat
describes a dynamic movement of spirit within ourselves,
within all people and within all the world. It tells me
that to pray, I
need to let the experiences of my life deepen this sense of
Divine
intimacy and love -- to let this love flow into and through
my life.
This is a prayer in which analysis and ideas about God are
of no help in
grasping its meaning. This is what Reb Nachman of Bratslav
calls prayer
of the heart, that we can only experience by being
receptive to the
touch of an invisible presence within ourselves and our
lives.
Nishmat
reminds me that I live in a "true companionship" with God
every day. It is both my invitation and my challenge to
more fully,
deeply and willingly experience that companionship. Reuven Hammer calls
his book, "Entering Jewish Prayer." Nishmat,
however, with its intensely
physical language - every knee bends, every back bows,
every mouth
exalts - shows me that I don't just bring myself to prayer,
I have to
let prayer enter me.
Prayer is the language of intimate relationship;
it opens us to our place in the flow of life. We don't just
pray to God.
If we are to be moved and transformed - which is just
another way to say
if we are to love and be loved by God - we have to be alive and aware
of how God prays
through us. Through the events in our lives and how we
respond to them, through who we are as individuals and as a
community.
We have to be willing to let "every fiber of our
being" be part of our
prayer. Ultimately, we can never truly pray unless we allow
ourselves to
love and be loved by the One who prays through us.
Presented at Tifereth Israel, February 2001