We Jews Need the Courage to Be Despised—and the Strength to Be Beloved

Balak & The Prophet Who Saw Us

Jul 10, 2025

My baby sister, Tehila, is getting married tonight to Mordechai Wolfson!

They embody a love for Am Israel, Torat Israel, and Eretz Israel—and watching them build a Jewish life together has me thinking about what kind of courage Jewish commitment requires in our time.

I'm dedicating this week's Dvar Torah to them. May you build a bayit ne'eman b'Israel! Mazal tov and Mabrouk!!

We Jews Need the Courage to Be Despised—and the Strength to Be Beloved

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The Courage to Be Despised

A few weeks ago, riding the subway, I spotted a woman reading a book titled The Courage to Be Disliked. I reached for my gold hostage-tag necklace and found myself repeating: the courage to be disliked.

Then I tried a different variation: the courage to be despised.

In recent years, Jews across the West—especially those visibly connected to Israel—have felt a rising tide of hostility.

Legal protections remain in place, and allies have not disappeared.

But the climate has shifted—and we need to prepare. Not just politically or strategically, but emotionally and spiritually.

We must find the courage to accept that we may be disliked—even despised—for our Jewish commitments. Not by strangers in distant corners of the world, but in the very spaces that once felt like home.

And yet, alongside that courage, we must also cling to another sacred calling: the aspiration to be beloved. To make God’s name beloved. To be a light to the nations.

These are not contradictory. The courage to be despised and the aspiration to be beloved are not opposites. They are paradoxical, inseparable truths of what it means to be a Jew.

And nowhere is this tension more visible than in this week's Torah portion, where an outsider looks at Jewish difference and finds himself torn between curse and blessing.

A People That Dwells Alone

In our Torah portion, the Moabite king Balak, fearing the growing strength of the Israelites, seeks to fight them—not through military means, but through spiritual force.

He hires Bilaam—the only non-Israelite prophet in the Torah—hoping he can use divine power to curse the Jewish people and weaken them.

Bilaam famously encounters a talking donkey, is rebuked by God, and ultimately finds himself unable to curse.

Standing above the Israelite camp with God’s words in his mouth, he blesses them instead.

Among his most enduring lines is this description: “It is a people that dwells alone and is not reckoned among the nations” (Numbers 23:9).

That verse has echoed through Jewish memory for generations. Some read it as a badge of honor—our sacred capacity to stand apart. Others see it as a marker of divine chosenness. And some hear it as a warning: that our difference will always leave us isolated.

The power of the text is its ambiguity. Bilaam’s blessing reveals the double-edged nature of Jewish distinctiveness: it can provoke admiration or alienation, blessing or persecution—sometimes all at once.

As a mother, I have come to think more and more about this paradox. I want to raise children who understand kiddush Hashem—sanctifying God’s name. Who move through the world with dignity and delight. Who learn to make Judaism visible—and beloved—to others.

But the past two years have awakened in me another resolve: to raise children who can face the world’s anger without flinching.

I want them to have the courage to be despised for their commitments, and the strength to live a Judaism that aspires to reveal the ways of Torah as paths of lovingkindness.

How can I teach them both to be apart and part of the world?

Do Not Try To Hide the Different

This same paradox haunted Simon Rawidowicz, the 20th-century Jewish philosopher I recently wrote about for The Free Press’s “Things Worth Remembering” series.

Rawidowicz, a Polish-born philosopher who settled in the U.S. and wrote in the shadow of the Holocaust, understood both the beauty and the cost of Jewish difference.

He argued that Franklin Roosevelt’s famous Four Freedoms—used to justify America’s entry into World War II—were missing a fifth: Libertas Differendi, the freedom to be different.

For Rawidowicz, this wasn’t an offshoot of other freedoms. It was foundational: the right to live as distinct individuals and groups, with distinct practices and beliefs, without justification or apology.

He quoted Bilaam’s line from this week’s parasha—about the Jewish people being “a nation that dwells alone”—to affirm that Jewish distinctiveness is essential to who we are.

Jews have insisted on being different, even when the world has not forgiven us for it.

But crucially, Rawidowicz did not see Jewish particularity as a rejection of others. On the contrary, it becomes redemptive when paired with a defense of everyone’s right to be different.

For him, Jewish distinctiveness is a public good. Our apartness is not a wall—it is a witness. We carry our particularity not to withdraw from the world, but to safeguard the dignity of difference itself.

That orientation feels especially urgent now. Rawidowicz’s response to the paradox of Jewish difference—are we part of the world or apart from it?—was not to resolve it, but to live it. To embrace a set of commitments that remain in tension.

Here’s how I’ve come to see that tension: We must have the courage to be despised for our loyalties, but we must not stop there. We are also called to aspire to be beloved—not for the sake of acceptance or popularity, but because we are commanded to make God’s name beloved in the world.

As Rawidowicz wrote: “Do not try to hide the Different inside you. Carry it with open pride to yourself and to the world!”

I'm writing this at a moment of uncertain anticipation—when we're all waiting to see if the war in Gaza might finally end.

We pray that the hostages will return home. That families will—please God—stop burying their sons and daughters. That the Palestinian civilians caught in this nightmarish war will, God willing, find safety and peace. That perhaps, please God, from the wreckage, seeds of normalization and greater peace between Israel and its neighbors might still emerge.

But even as we hope for some closure, rebuilding, and peace, we must prepare for the challenges ahead.

Here in America, we Jews will continue to navigate a political landscape where both the left and the right pose real dangers to Jewish flourishing. And both Israelis and Jews connected to Israel will face a world that is increasingly hostile to both Israel and to Jews.

This will require fighting new battles: in public diplomacy, in building bridges, in finding allies, and in fighting for our rights.

For these wars, we'll need to draw on both strands of our inheritance. To embody what Bilaam himself glimpsed: a people who can stand apart without growing hard—who can remain different while still radiating moral light.

Our task will not be simple. We must protect what is ours—and offer it as a gift. Survive difference—and sanctify it. Raise children who know how to stand tall in the face of contempt—and who still dream of being a blessing.

We need the courage to be despised—and the strength to be beloved.

Shabbat Shalom,

Mijal

🎙️🎙️Check out this week’s Wondering Jews podcast, where Noam and I unpack the disturbing “Death to the IDF” performance at the Glousenton music festival.

We ask: What would you say to someone who doesn’t understand why it’s so wrong? What do you do when your favorite artist turns against Israel? And are we entering a new era of Jewish alienation—from the arts, and from the world?🎙️🎙️