Driving my kids to school is usually pretty a constant diet of deciding what music should be played or what “book on cd” to listen to. This morning, however, I attempted to show them that life lessons can be found everywhere.
Yesterday on the drive we saw a concrete mixer truck and it was full. How did I know it was full? Because the drum was turning around and around and around.
I asked the kids why the drum was turning and my uberson said that, “If the cement stops turning then it gets hard.”
My uberdaughter then said that, “If it gets hard then it is useless.”
I told them that each of us are like the cement and the cement mixer. If we are not constantly in motion trying to be better Jews doing Mitzvos like helping our friends and serving Hashem then our neshamos will get stuck like hard cement and it will be difficult to build ourselves up and be better people.
Did the get it? Sort of. My 4th grade son told over the moshul to his Rebbe and got a “zechus ticket”. My 2nd grade daughter told her younger sister that if she didn’t share then her neshama would get stuck like cement.