By Rabbi Lazer Brody
This year, the first night of Chanukah is Sunday night, Dec. 14, 2025. Chanukah is not simply a child’s celebration that the good army of the few righteous defeated the evil army of the masses some 2,200 years ago. The struggle of Chanukah continues to this very day.
The Hellenists
The Seleucid Greeks who conquered ancient Israel under Antiochus IV were “benevolent” in that they didn’t kill Jews unconditionally. The “Hellenist Jews” were the ones who were willing to sacrifice their Judaism and bend to the winds of heresy and political correctness. They discarded their faith and their ancient Hebrew language and spoke Greek. They looked like Greeks, dressed like them and acted like them. The Greeks would gladly accept them into their schools, their social circles, and their homes. Such assimilation was worse than a physical death, for the body is sorely limited. Yet, assimilation and capitulation to the Greeks meant death to the soul. Since the soul transcends time and space, its death is a much greater tragedy than death of the body that disintegrates anyway within ninety years or so.
The Few Against the Many
In the Al HaNissim prayer for that we say several times daily during Chanukah, we thank Hashem for delivering “the mighty into the hands of the weak, the masses into the hands of the few.” A tiny-faction of emuna-steadfast ancient Israelites fought not only the Greeks, but the huge majority of their fellow Jews who were Hellenist assimilationists.
The battle of the righteous few against the ignorant masses still rages. Rebbe Nachman of Breslov forewarned us of the dangers we’d be exposed to in the generation before Moshiach (Likutei Moharan, 220). This is the war of emuna, the struggle between lightness and darkness, between emuna and heretical modern society and media. This battle is as difficult today as it ever was. Rebbe Nachman warned us:
“A tremendous spirit of agnosticism is coming to the world. Agnosticism will come to the world as a test from on high. I know that my followers will be strong and remain firm in their faith without this warning, but I am revealing this to further encourage them. Let them know that this has already been predicted... ”
With a deep and painful sigh Rebbe Nachman would say, “Woe! How can a few men stand up against the whole world?!”
Out Tool of Triumph
This very day, we see just how true Rebbe Nachman’s prediction is. Hashem’s faithful are few, and the non-believers appear to have the upper hand, even here in Israel, “the King’s palace.” Every day, we hear about new evil decrees against the Torah and those who cling to it. What can we possibly do to avoid being washed away by the flood of agnosticism? How does one combat the Hellenistic assimilationist spirit of the 21st Century?
Don’t despair! Just as Rebbe Nachman predicted the struggle with his holy inspiration, he also gave us the secret to winning the battle. He said that the faithful few that rise to strengthen their emuna – their pure and steadfast faith in Hashem – will not only survive, but ultimately, they will flourish. The Rebbe warned that the agnostic masses of our generation will rise up against the faithful few. With emuna, Hashem’s faithful few are able to restore their souls, strengthen their hearts, and weather the torrents of agnosticism. Without it, they are spiritually weak and ruined, as we’ll see in the following parable, with Hashem’s loving grace:
Sour Pickles, Sour Milk
Shmelke wasn’t exactly the brightest person in the shtetl, to say the least. Yet, thanks to Hashem’s unlimited compassion, even simple Shmelke managed to make a living from the milk of his three cows, which he’d deliver fresh every day – except Shabbat, of course – to his neighbors.
Yosef Grednik, in contrast to Shmelke, was the wealthiest person in the area. He owned the mill, the distillery, and the pickle factory. There wasn’t a person within a hundred-mile radius that didn’t bake with Grednik’s flour, drink Grednik’s vodka, or eat Grednik’s pickles. Yet, with all his money, Yosef Grednik was resentful about parting with a single kopeck, much less a ruble.
One day, the workers in Yosef’s pickle factory made a mistake, and added too much vinegar to a twenty-barrel batch of pickles. The pickles became so sour that the fumes from the brine could kill any fly that came too close to the barrel. Yosef knew that the pickles were inedible and unmarketable. He fumed. Then suddenly, an idea illuminated his conniving brain. He ordered his workers to dispose of the sour brine, wash off the pickles, and then put them in baskets. He then sold them as low-cost fodder for gullible Shmelke’s three cows. The miser was delighted to salvage a few coins from what he would have otherwise thrown in the garbage dump.
A Bargain, or Not?
Shmelke was happy to buy such “high-grade” fodder for his cows at such a cheap price. The cows welcomed the sour pickles as a palatable break from their normal repast of straw and hay. They ate the pickles with the same enthusiasm that they would eat fresh corn.
Within a day or two, people began to complain. “Shmelke, your milk is sour!” Shmelke couldn’t understand; every day, he’d distribute the milk within hours of milking. There was nothing fresher in all of Transylvania. The customers wanted their money back. Shmelke refused. Finally, the plaintiffs demanded a hearing in the Rabbi’s study.
The wise elderly sage heard both sides. He directed his first question at Shmelke: “Have you fed the cows anything different lately?” he asked. Shmelke nodded in the affirmative, and told the Rabbi about the “cucumbers” he bought from Yosef Grednik. The Rabbi didn’t need to hear any more. He knew that Shmelke was the innocent victim of Grednik’s greed and treachery. He explained to the simple milkman how sour fodder leads to sour milk. Then, he summoned Yosef Grednik and demanded that the latter reimburse poor Shmelke and his customers. Yet, nobody reimbursed the poor cows for their stomach ache, which lasted for another week!
The Moral of the Story
Unsuspecting Shmelke is symbolic of the Jew; Shmelke’s three cows represent nefesh, ruach, and neshoma, the three parts of the soul. Sour pickles are the agnostic media and the foreign ideologies that ruin the “produce” of a person, his emuna, Torah, and mitzvoth, which the milk symbolizes. Grednik is the Evil Inclination that tries to “sour” one’s emuna, and bring him or her down from the lofty levels of pure and simple faith – spiritually above the stars – to the depths of agnosticism.
Since the beginning of man, the Greeks, Hellenists, and other enemies of emuna have been the overwhelming majority. Chanukah is the celebration that the pure oil with the seal of the High Priest – a national symbol of pure Torah ideology – is never fully contaminated by our enemies. Even though the faithful to Torah are the few, they nonetheless weather the trials of the generations and the persecutions of the masses. Rebbe Nachman promises that they will be the privileged few that will merit greeting Moshiach in a rebuilt Jerusalem, speedily and in our time, amen.
Reprinted from the current website of Lazerbeams.com
