Today we study, among other amazing tales, a vision of Rabbi Elazar ben Pedat, who was extremely poor. He had blood let out (a common medical procedure) but only had a shoot of garlic to eat. The Gemara advises a hearty meal with meat to recover. When he passed out, the other rabbis who came to check on him saw him crying and laughing. When he woke, he told them his crying and laughing was due to a vision of God:
I said to Him until when must I suffer poverty in this world?
He said: Elazar, My son, would it be convenient for you that I return the world to its beginning to start creation over? Perhaps you would then be born in a time of greater sustenance.
I said before him: all that (restarting the entire world) for only a possibility?
We do not control the generation we are born into, so complaining about the general circumstances is pointless. Some people pine for a simpler time, saying they were born too late. If you asked your ancestors back then, they may gladly switch places with you and tell you that you don’t appreciate today’s conveniences.
Instead a man needs to learn how to thrive in whatever time and place he finds himself born into. Don’t just go with the flow, observe and use you intellectual powers to analyze what works and what does not in your particular context. Don’t be afraid to buck the trends of your era if that will help you personally.
Rabbi Elazar’s vision reminds us of the famous story (brought on Daf 23) of Honi haMagal:
Rabbi Yoḥanan said: All the days of that righteous man he was distressed over this verse: “A song of Ascents: When the Lord brought back those who returned to Zion, we were like dreamers” (Psalms 126:1). He said to himself: Is there really a person who can sleep and dream for seventy years? (The Babylonian exile was 70 years).
One day, he was walking along the road when he saw a certain man planting a carob tree. Ḥoni said to him: This tree, after how many years will it bear fruit? The man said to him: after seventy years have passed. Ḥoni said to him: Is it obvious to you that you will live seventy years?
He said to him: I found the world full of carob trees. Just as my ancestors planted for me, I too am planting for my descendants.Ḥoni sat and ate bread. Sleep overcame him and he slept. A cliff formed around him, and he disappeared from sight and slept for seventy years. When he awoke, he saw a certain man gathering carobs from that tree.
Ḥoni said to him: Are you the one who planted this tree? The man said to him: I am his son’s son. Ḥoni said to him: I can learn from this that I have slept for seventy years.
The Gemara relates that his son had passed away and no one recognized him, they just assumed he was crazy. He could not adapt to the new generation, and had no friends. Honi begged God for mercy, and he died. The sage Rava concludes: Either friendship or death.
This story reminds us that we are put in our specific generation for a purpose. When we find it difficult, instead of wishing it were different, we need to work to make ourselves different. One of the keys for success as a man is developing bonds of friendship and finding a tribe or group where you fit in.