This Sunday’s breakfast class wasn’t prepared in an office or a study hall. It was spoken after to a berit milah in Yerushalayim — a Jewish child entering the fold, blessed like Ephraim and Menashe, carrying the name of a man whose quiet integrity shaped lives long after he was gone. Parshat VaYechi stops being history when blessing meets loss, when memory becomes continuity, and when responsibility replaces resentment.

In this class, we explore how Yehudah’s single step forward shattered a pattern that had haunted Sefer Bereshit for generations — jealousy, rivalry, brothers who could not survive one another. We ask why Ephraim and Menashe became the eternal Jewish blessing, what it means to raise Jewish children in “Egypt,” and why the Rambam insists that Jews raised far from Torah must be drawn close with words of peace, not contempt. This is a class about breaking cycles, healing families, and choosing responsibility when the old instinct would be to step back. VaYechi is not about how things end — it’s about how they finally begin to heal.