It reminds a little of the interaction between Yaakov and Eisav.
When faced with his overbearing physical desire, Eisav couldn’t appreciate the value of the birthright, something that was abstract and not immediate in value. He sold it for the pleasure of a bowl of soup which was instant gratification.
Only later did he scream out in horrified agony as his dreams, values and all the eternal qualities that the birthright, blessings and by extension, that Olam Haba represents, had been all but lost to him.
This poor guy recognises the deep value of the eternal fragments of his life to date. The times he made sacrifices for others, lived for higher values that made life true and real. These are the meaningful moments that have built him and truly are him. These were the moments worth dieing for and certainly worth living for.
To superficially sell out for a few $’s or even a billion dollars says more about the dark challenges of our time than his confused soul.
In the Holocaust people would rather be shot than trample on a Sefer Torah. For 3,000 years people lived with next to nothing but had something that no money can buy. An inner world that no one can take away however much they tried to degrade, rape and mutilate.
May Hashem help us to see Him clearly in our lives each and every day, and may He lovingly guide us to make only good, positive and healthy decisions. One’s which connect us with our own deepest essence and His, which is the reality of Olam Haba.
May we have constant simcha and taste the pleasure of Olam Haba while still alive.
May the hearts of those that feel distant fall deeper in love with Hashem and enjoy the taste the deepest pleasure of all; teshuva.
Some of the most powerful prayers were written by those that had fallen to the depths of evil and despair and returned from there with insight, wisdom and real connection.
Hashem wants us to all succeed, never give up and become truly great. Amen.