Making the Most of Our Hours

Rain falls on the sukkah at night, and every instinct says to go back inside. That moment holds a question. Why does the Gemara give the mitzvah of sukkah its own kedushah, like a korban, when the Arba Minim, shaken in the same Chag, get no such thing? And why does the Midrash call anyone who sits in a sukkah a partner in creating the world? The Meshech Chochma divides mitzvos into two kinds, and the idea reaches Har HaMoriah and Har Sinai. A quiet reflection from a funeral asks how we spend our years.