One can always find comfort in their service to the Holy One, blessed be He as their emunah (faith) is strengthened. One should serve the Holy One, blessed be He with modesty and humility. We learn that “the humble one is regarded as though they had brought all the offerings” (Sanhedrin 43b) as it Psalmist said,

“The sacrifices of G-d are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O G-d, you will not despise.” (Psalms 51:19).

The Ramban wrote a letter to his son in which he explained “ humility is the first virtue, for if you are aware of G-d’s greatness and man’s lowliness, you will fear G-d and avoid sin.” (Igerres haRamban) One’s service to the Holy One, blessed be He is private and is no concern of others for no one can duplicate the service of one’s heart.

Many many years ago there was a drought in Eretz Yisrael. The skies were clear and the sun shined brightly. Water was scarce and the children cried from thirst.

The holy rabbi of Sfas called for a community fast and everyone was to be in the shul (synagogue) to prayer that haKadosh Baruch Hu (the Holy One, blessed be He) be merciful and bless the land with life giving rain.

The people prayed and fasted, but the skies stayed clear and no rain came.

That night as the rabbi slept he dreamed that the rains would come if the shopkeeper would lead the morning prayer.

In the morning when the rabbi woke, he dismissed the dream because the shopkeeper was not very learned and was not knowledgeable enough to lead the community in prayer. That day the sun’s heat was great.

The same dream came to the rabbi again that night. This time he knew there was something special about the shopkeeper.

As everyone gathered in the shul (synagogue) in the morning, the rabbi called the shopkeeper and told him to lead everyone in prayer.

The shopkeeper looked at the rabbi and saw that he was serious and could not understand why he was to lead the prayer. The rabbi knew he could not even read all of the words of the morning prayers. The shopkeeper looked into the rabbi’s eyes once more and then burst out of the shul.

Many saw the shopkeeper as he ran out of the shul with his tallis (prayer shawl) waving behind. After sometime he returned carrying something hidden in his tallis. He went up to the aron kodesh (cabinet where the Torah scrolls are kept).

The shopkeeper opened the aron kodesh, kissed the sefer Torah and then removed from under his tallis the scales from his shop. Silence fell over the shul as the shopkeeper raised his hands towards the shamayim and began

“Ribbono shel olam, Master of the Universe, hear me now. If I have ever mistreated anyone in my shop, let these scales be witness against me. Every day when I look at these scales I see Your holy name. As I look at the right pan I see a “yud”, the right pan and arm, a “hay”; the center post, a “vov”; and the left arm and pan, a “hay”. When I see Your holy name I think of the Torah and the many wonders You have provided to b’nai Yisrael. In your infinite mercy please grant the rains so that the people of Israel can sing your praises.

The skies grew dark and the rains came. The people wondered and asked the holy rabbi why this simple shopkeeper’s prayer was answered and not that of the community.

The holy rabbi answered that one should serve The Holy One, blessed be He with modesty and humility and many times our daily avodah becomes mechanical and it done by rote. The shopkeeper sees the greatness of The Holy One, blessed be He everyday and therefore serves him always in the words of the shema (Deut. 6:5), “b’chol levavacha, uva’chol nasfshacha, uva’chol me’odecha (with all your heart, and all your soul and all your might)”

Let us all pray we can find comfort in our daily prayers as did the simple shopkeeper did many years ago in Sfas.

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A King had an only son, the apple of his eye. The King wanted his son to be wise and sent his son to learn about many cultures and grow in wisdom, so he sent him to far-off countries with much silver and gold. Far away from home, the son spent all the money until he was penniless. In his sadness he decided to return to his father’s house and after much difficulty, he managed to arrive at the gate of the courtyard to his father’s palace.

The prince’s hardships had kept him away from his beloved father for a very long time. So long that he had actually forgot the language of his country and his father’s court. When he came to the gates of the palace, he was unable to identify himself to the guards. In utter hopelessness he began to cry out in a loud voice, and the King, who recognized the voice of his son, went out to him and brought him into the house, kissing him and hugging him.

We call out to Avinu Malkeinu (our Father and King) The King sends a soul down to this world in order enrich the world and to kindle a holy light. However, the soul becomes very distant and forgets everything to which it was familiar with above in the King’s court, and in the long exile it forgets even its own “language.” So it utters a simple cry to its Father in Heaven, as it is taught: “Look, their brave men cry aloud in the streets; the angels of peace weep bitterly.” (Isa. 33:7). This is prayer and the blowing of the shofar, a cry from deep within, expressing regret for the past and hope for the future. This cry elicits G-d’s mercies, and He demonstrates His abiding affection for His child and forgives him.

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Long ago it happened that a pious man (chasid) had a beautiful garden behind his house. One day he as he was enjoying the wonders in his garden, he found that a hole was made in the wall of the garden and he wanted to mend it; but he remembered that it was the Shabbos, the Sabbath day, and said, “If I repair the hole, I will have to break the rest of Sabbath day.” Thinking the matter over he left the hole open, for he would not break the laws of the holy Sabbath. Then a miracle happened to him, for a berry bush grew exactly over the spot where the gap had been made, and in this way covered the hole. It was a very big bush and spread it very wide. It produced three kinds of fruit and supported the pious man and his family. This the L-rd, blessed be He, did for him because he refrained from violating the Sabbath and did not repair the hole, but trusted that the L-rd would protect the garden though the hole was not filled up.

The moral is that if a man keeps Shabbos, the Sabbath Day, properly, the L-rd also watches over him.

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A King had an only son, the apple of his eye. The King wanted his son to be wise and sent his son to learn about many cultures and grow in wisdom, so he sent him to far-off countries with much silver and gold. Far away from home, the son spent all the money until he was penniless. In his sadness he decided to return to his father’s house and after much difficulty, he managed to arrive at the gate of the courtyard to his father’s palace.

The prince’s hardships had kept him away from his beloved father for a very long time. So long that he had actually forgot the language of his country and his father’s court. When he came to the gates of the palace, he was unable to identify himself to the guards. In utter hopelessness he began to cry out in a loud voice, and the King, who recognized the voice of his son, went out to him and brought him into the house, kissing him and hugging him.

We call out to Avinu Malkeinu (our Father and King) The King sends a soul down to this world in order enrich the world and to kindle a holy light. However, the soul becomes very distant and forgets everything to which it was familiar with above in the King’s court, and in the long exile it forgets even its own “language.” So it utters a simple cry to its Father in Heaven, as it is taught: “Look, their brave men cry aloud in the streets; the angels of peace weep bitterly.” (Isa. 33:7). This is prayer and the blowing of the shofar, a cry from deep within, expressing regret for the past and hope for the future. This cry elicits G-d’s mercies, and He demonstrates His abiding affection for His child and forgives him.

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Once upon a time merchants were traveling when the ship a certain Sage was with them. “Where’s your merchandise?” They asked him; and he answered, “It lies hidden in my safe on the ship.” They searched through the whole ship and found nothing and began to mock him.

When they came to port, the custom officers came on board and took all the ship contained and left nothing there. The Sage came off of the ship and went to the House of Study where he began teaching Torah (Scriptures). The people showed him great honor and invited him to eat and drink with them. Not long afterwards the merchants who had traveled on the ship with him came to and said, “please speak on our behalf to the town folk so that they should have pity upon us, otherwise we shall perish with hunger.” He did so, and because of his intervention much honor was shown to all his shipmates.

From this we can learn that as the book of Proverbs says (3:14):

“For the gaining of it is better than the gaining of silver and the profit of it is better than fine gold.”

One should never say I am not a scholar like the sage, because I never studied Torah as he did. The Torah (Scriptures) brings a man to wisdom. Do not say that another is brave and I am not brave, for the only brave man is one who subdues his impulses in order to do the will of his Maker. As is written in the Psalms (103:20): “blessed be the L-rd, you His angels, mighty beings, who do His bidding!”

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There once was a wealthy man who had two sons living in a distant city. One of the sons was a successful businessman who had grown very wealthy; the other, a penniless pauper. It had been many years since the two brothers had last seen their father, and their reasons for this varied according to their personal situations. Due to his business dealings which were extremely time-consuming, the first brother was simply unable to spare the time to visit his father. The second brother, on the other hand, endured day-to-day hardships that did not allow him to leave home.

One day, the wealthy brother decided that enough time had passed since he had seen his father. He therefore resolved to take a short leave of his business and visit him. He approached his brother and suggested that he accompany him on his lengthy journey.

Upon hearing his brother’s words, the poor brother thought to himself, “This is a golden opportunity for me. As a rule, I hesitate to go around the city collecting charity, for this would be an em­barrassment to my distinguished brother. However, now that we will be taking leave of our city I will be able to go from door-to- door in order to raise money”

The brothers set out on their long journey, each one with a different motive in mind. The first brother wished to see his father, while the second wanted to collect alms in places where he would not be recognized.

At the same time, their elderly father was sitting in his home and thinking, “I have two sons in a distant city who do not have the free time necessary to pay me a visit. I yearn to see them, but what can I do?” He immediately decided, “I will travel to them instead!”

And so he did.

Traveling on the road, the brothers met up with their father However; while the wealthy brother was overjoyed to meet his beloved father, the poor son lamented his lost opportunity.

A holy person’s sole intention when he eats is to maintain his body in order to serve the Holy One, blessed be He. An impious person, however, eats in order to satisfy his cravings.

If a person wishes to discover which category he belongs to, it is not very difficult to determine. Let him simply observe his reaction if he becomes satisfied before having finished his portion. A holy person feels great joy over having fulfilled his pur­pose in eating; an impious person, on the other hand, suffers terribly…

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The holy rabbi was in the habit of strolling through the streets of the village every night. During his walks he listened as many “lifted up their voice, and cried, and the people wept that night” (Num. 14:1) praying from their broken hearts to the Holy One. Blessed be He.

One night after hearing a heartfelt prayer from a small house, the holy rabbi went to the house of a certain bank manager who had left the ways of his father. The banker considered himself a modern man, not someone held back by old and outdated ways.

The holy rabbi knocked on the door and was greeted by a servant, who was a bit confused.  The servant could not understand why the holy rabbi would come to the house of the bank manager, but invited him in.

The host received his distinguished guest with all the respect and politeness.  The holy rabbi, for his part, took the seat that was offered him and sat for quite some time without saying a word. Considering that it would disrespectful to ask the holy rabbi directly for the purpose of his visit, the host whispered his question to the attendant, but was made none the wiser.

After sometime, the holy rabbi bid the banker farewell, and rose to leave. As a mark of respect, the host accompanied him in silence all the way to his home, but at the last minute, when he was about to leave, his understandable curiosity got the better of him, and he turned to the holy rabbi: “Holy rabbi, pardon my question, but it would hardly have been proper for me to ask when we were in my home, so I am taking the liberty of asking now. Why did you honor me with a visit?”

“I went to your home in order to fulfill a mitzvah,” answered the holy rabbi, “and, thank G‑d, I was able to fulfill it.”

“Which mitzvah?” asked the bank manager.

The holy rabbi explained: “We are taught in the TaNaCh (Scriptures), ‘Who is a mighty one like unto You, O L-rd?’ (Ps. 89:9). Who is like You, mighty in self-restraint? Though You heard the insults and reviling of a scoundrel, yet You kept silent! Gittin 55b-57a; Genesis. Rabbah. 10:7. Our sages teach that ‘Just as it is a mitzvah to say that which will be heard, so is it a mitzvah not to say that which will not be listened to. For there is ‘a time to keep silence, and a time to speak’ (Ecclesiastes 3:7)

Now if I remain in my house and you remain in yours, what kind of a mitzvah is it that I refrain from telling you ‘that which will not be listened to’?

“In order to fulfill the mitzvah properly, one obviously must go to the house of the man who will not listen, and once there refrain from speaking to him. And that is exactly what I did.”

“Perhaps, Holy rabbi,” said the bank manager, “you would be so good as to tell me what this thing is? Who knows, perhaps I will listen?”

“I’m afraid not,” said the holy rabbi. “I am certain that you will not.”

“Why do you believe that I will not listen to what you have to say?” asked the banker.

The holy rabbi answered: “You have said you are a modern man and not bound by the old ways of our beliefs. We are taught that ‘the prudent shall keep silence in that time; for it is an evil time. (Amos 5:13).

The longer the holy rabbi refused, the greater grew the curiosity of the banker to know his secret, and he continued to press him to reveal “that which would not be listened to.”

“Very well,” said the holy rabbi at length. “A certain penniless widow owes your bank a great deal of money for the mortgage of her house. Within a few days your bank is going to sell her house by public sale, and she will be out on the street with nowhere to go. I had wanted to ask you to overlook her debt, but didn’t—because of the mitzvah of ‘not saying.’”

“Be realistic rabbi,” the bank manager answered in amazement. “Surely you realize that the debt is not owed to me personally, but to the bank, and I am only its manager, not its owner, and the debt runs to several hundred, and if so…”

The holy rabbi interrupted him: “It’s exactly as I said all along—that you would not want to hear. Even if I could ‘give you counsel, you will not listen to me.’ “(Jeremiah 38:15)

With that, the holy rabbi ended the conversation and entered his house.

The bank manager also went home—but the holy rabbi’s words found their way into his heart and gave him no rest. He remembered back many many years when he began in business and his father advised him to always remember that “He executes justice for the fatherless and the widow” (Deut. 10:18). The banker paid all the money owed by the widow to save her house out of his very own pocket.

While thinking of his father, who left for the World of Truth many years earlier, the banker began to explore the ways of faith and became an observant man.

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In a small village there was a widow that supported herself and her children by carrying water from the nearby river to the Jewish homes. She had two water buckets which were attached to a sturdy yoke. Each day she would wake up early say a prayer to the Holy One, blessed be He, bless her children before she sent them off to learn the Holy Writings, then put the heavy yoke over her shoulders and went down to the river. At the river she would let down the yoke and filled her buckets with water. Once the buckets were filled she would lift the heavy yoke upon her shoulders and walk back to the village.

Everyday bucket on the right side of the yoke was fine and sturdy always filled when she returned to the village, but the bucket on the left had a small crack in it and by the time the woman arrived back in the village, a lot of the water was usually gone.

The cracked water bucket always felt very bad and was ashamed that he was cracked and wasn’t pulling his weight. One day he turned to the woman and apologized for being cracked.

The woman smiled gently and said, “Did you think I didn’t know that you had a crack, and water dripped from you? Look at the path from the river to the village. Do you see all the beautiful flowers that are growing on the side of the path? Those are the flowers that I planted there, that you watered every day as I walked from the river to the village. How many students have stopped and said a blessing over the beauty of the flowers? How many of those flowers brightened the Shabbos or Yom Tov table? How many words of Torah were said as holy men walked along the path?”

The woman continued, “Remember the words:

‘I went down to the garden of nut trees to look at the green plants in the valley, to see if the vines had blossomed or the pomegranates were in flower.’ (Song of Songs 6:11)

What do you think they mean? Let me explain “I went down into the garden of nuts” –this is the world; “to look at the green plants of the valley” — these are the righteous; “to see whether the vine had blossomed” –this is the houses of study or anywhere the Holy Words is learned; “and the pomegranates were in flower” (ibid.)–these are young children who sit occupied with the lessons of Torah (Scriptures) and are arrayed in row upon row, like the seeds of a pomegranate. (Song Rabbah 6:11, #1).

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She stretches out her hand to the poor; yea, she reaches her hands to the needy.

Proverbs 31:20

The wife of a holy rabbi once gave a beautiful piece of cloth to a tailor so that he might sew her a dress. When the tailor finished the dress, he carried it to the holy rabbi’s wife, set it down and sighed deeply.

“What’s the matter?” the the holy woman asked. “Why are you so unhappy with the dress? It is truly beautiful and a credit to your skills”

In great pain, the tailor answered, “My daughter has become engaged to a fine young man. One day, seeing me sewing such a beautiful dress, the young man thought that it was for his bride. Learning that it would not be hers has filled him with sorrow.” The holy woman was filled with care and kindness that she picked up the dress and handed it to the tailor.

“This is a present for your daughter, the kallah (bride), for are we not taught, ‘Lift up your eyes round about and see; all these gather together and come to you. As I live, says the L-rd, you shall surely clothe yourself with them all as with an ornament and bind them on yourself like a bride. (Isaiah 49:18) ‘” she said warmly.

The tailor was speechless and gathered up the dress and thanked the holy woman for her gift. He was about to leave when the holy woman called him back as she took out her purse and handed the tailor 5 gold coins.

The confused tailor looked at her and asked, “What is this? You have graciously given my daughter this beautiful dress and her heart will be filled with joy.” The holy woman looked at the surprised tailor and answered, “You worked hard for a full week making this fine dress for me, and not for your daughter. With tired eyes and strained fingers you worked hard so that you might earn a little money for your family. Now I ask you, what will you and your family eat? Just because I gave you a gift for your daughter, does that mean that you should not be paid a fair wage for your work?” Should I violate that is taught: “The wages of one who is hired shall not abide with you all night until the morning.” (Leviticus 19:13)May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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There once was a simple man of 70 years old who lived by his faith. He was very wealthy, but sadly was not blessed with a son. Every day he used to go to the synagogue as the children came out, he would embrace them and kiss them and say to them, “children, tell me what holy words you learned today.” Each and every one of them would recite what they had studied. Then he would bless them and say to them, “happy are you and happy are your fathers who merited sons to engage in Torah.” But in his heart he said, “alas for the one who has no son! What pleasure do I have in all of my property?” So he went and gave away all of his properties amongst the students of the sages, saying, “maybe I may yet have a share of the next world together with them.” And the mercies of the Holy One, blessed be He revolved so that the old man was blessed with a son.

When the child was five years old, he put him right on his shoulders and brought him to the house of study, where he said to the teacher, “with which book will you begin to teach my son?” “With the book of Leviticus,” said the teacher. But the boy’s father said to him, “start my son with the book of Genesis, for does not the ‘L-rd say, If not for My covenant of day and night, I would not have established the fixed order of heaven and earth (Jeremiah 33:25) and all that is, is contained in the Book of Genesis as it is taught, It’s measure is longer than the earth, and wider than the sea. (Job 11:9)

So day by day he rode him on his shoulders to the house of study. “How long are you going to tire yourself by carrying me on your shoulders?” Asked the young boy. “Let me be, for I know the way and I can go there alone.” “Go, my son, as you wish,” said his father.

It came about one day that one of the kings servants met him when he was alone and saw that he was very good-looking and dressed in fine clothes. So the servant stole him and took him away to the capital city. In the evening his father saw that his son had not returned, so he went to the teacher and asked, “where’s my son whom I sent to you?” “I do not know, for he did not come to study today.” Said teacher. When the father heard this he wailed and wept and cried to all, “have you seen a handsome boy, looking like this?” “We have not seen him,” the townspeople would say. When his father and mother heard this they wept and cried and wore sackcloth and ashes until their weeping reach the highest heavens.

The mercies of the Holy One, blessed be He were touched, and he sent a terrible sickness upon the king by who servant the boy was caught. And the king ordered that a book of remedies should be brought to him. And they brought it, but the angel Gabriel came and replaced it with the book of Genesis. The Kings sages opened it but could not read the book at all, and his servants said to him, “we believe that it must be a Jewish book.” They looked for a Jewish person to read it, but could not find any then the king’s servant said, “my lord king when I went to the Jewish village I stole a Jewish child from there. Maybe he can read the book.” “Go and fetch him to me immediately,” said the king. So he went and brought the boy before the king.

“My son, if you know how to read this book, then happy are you with happy are we.” Said the king. The boy saw the book, he cried out and wept and flung himself to the ground. “Have no fear of me, said the king. The boy answered, “I do not fear you but I was the only child of my father and mother, then the Holy One, blessed be He gave me to them in their old age, when they were 70 years old. This is the very book that my father taught me, so that is why I wept.” “Can you read it?” Asked the king. So he began reciting the whole of the first chapter. “And can you explain it?” Asked the king. Then the Holy One, blessed be He gave him understanding and knowledge to interpret the whole passage. When the king heard the wisdom and understanding, and how the Holy One, blessed be He created his world, he confessed and gave thanks to the Creator of all. Thereupon he was healed and sat up on his bed and said blessed is the L-rd who sent me healing by this lad.”

And the king said to him, “my son, ask what you want me to give you.” The boy answered, “my lord king, I ask you only to restore me to my mother my father.” So the king immediately ordered that the boy should be taken to his treasury and given silver, gold and jewels beyond measure, and that he should then be restored to his parents. This they did, and when his father and mother saw him they uttered praises and thanks giving to the Holy One, blessed be He.

May it be Your will, O L-rd our G-d, to establish peace among the disciples who engage in Your Holy Word. (Berachos 16b-17a)

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