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No Shame Movember

 A quick Dvar Torah regarding men's health...

After eating from the Eitz HaDaat (Tree of Knowledge) AdAm/Man becomes aware of his nakedness and goes into hiding when God seeks him. He is ashamed of his nakedness - his "manhood" - and does not want to be seen in public with it uncovered.

A little while later, Noah, too, has his nakedness uncovered. After exiting the Ark, he plants a vineyard and - yada, yada, yada - he gets drunk on the wine that he produces from it. While in a drunken stupor, his youngest son sees him unclothed. When he sobers up, Noah is so ashamed that his "manhood" has been seen by his child that he curses his grandson.

Abraham, on the other hand, transformed his "manhood". Instead of being ashamed of it, he used it to conclude a covenant with God through circumcision. He performed this act on his whole household, ensuring that his descendants would receive the blessings that he received from God.
And when it was time to find a wife for his son, Isaac, Abraham made his servant swear an oath by placing his hand "under my thigh," - aka, the place of his circumcision, aka, his penis.

What's the message?

Abraham's descendants should not be ashamed of their "manhood"; we must realize that it is more than a mere sexual object.

In this way, we can lead the way in talking about men's health, like prostate and testicular cancer.
Because feeling ashamed leads to keeping quiet while recognizing holiness requires one to speak up.

Movember's goal is to raised awareness about men's health issues (physical and mental).

Please join me in supporting their Abrahamic efforts by donating here.

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