The King’s Two Sons

Posted on Wednesday, 23, February, 2022Tuesday, 20, September, 2022 by Rabbi

A king had two sons; one was very proud, always bragging, and full of conceit. The other was extremely humble, modest, and pleasant.

One day, the king decided to send his sons to different lands in order to see if they would be able to add them to his kingdom. The king was hoping that his sons could influence the leaders in the different lands to peacefully agree to accepting his rule.

The arrogant and proud son arrived at the land to which his father had sent him, and he began to treat the leaders and people harshly. The prince refused to listen to anyone and make unreasonable and selfish demands.

When the people of the land saw the king’s conceited son and determined what type of person he was, they immediately understood his intentions and drove him out of their country in disgrace. “When his heart was lifted up, and his mind hardened in pride, he was deposed from his kingly throne, and his glory was taken from him.” (Daniel 5:20)

On the other hand, when the second son arrived in the land to which he was sent, he quickly won the heart of its inhabitants with his pleasant manner. He learned their concerns and patiently listened to their needs, and it was not long before they asked him to rule over them.

A proud and arrogant person is quickly recognized for what they are and therefore able to rule for only a short while. Yet a person who possesses the quality of humility — even if he may not be noticed immediately is soon noted for his pleasant nature and is willingly accepted as a ruler.

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The True Owner of the House

Posted on Monday, 14, February, 2022Thursday, 6, June, 2024 by Rabbi

Talk no more so very proudly, let not arrogance come from your mouth; (1 Samuel 2:3)

A man arrived in a big city and began to wander through the many streets. Along the way, he came to a street of the most wonderful homes he had ever seen. One of the homes especially amazed him with its beauty, and he decided to go inside the house and get a look at the inside.

The man knocked on the heavy oak door. When it was opened, he was greeted by the sight of many amazing sights. Expensive rugs lined the floor, crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and elegant furniture filled each room.

The servant who opened the door was dressed in a fine blue uniform with large gold buttons and shiny black boots.

“Who is the owner of this magnificent home?” asked the visitor. The servant, filled with conceit and arrogance, looked down on the visitor, puffed up his chest and answered, “It is my house! Look around everything that you see is mine. I am the owner of this house.”

The door suddenly swung open and in walked the true master of the house. He had overheard his servant’s outrageous comments and was definitely angry. Embarrassed by his actions and treatment of the traveler, the servant quickly left the room.

When a person is conceited, arrogant and proud it is an indication that he has forgotten that the Holy One, blessed be He is the true Master of the world.

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Why Do the Trees Whistle?

Posted on Sunday, 16, January, 2022Tuesday, 20, September, 2022 by Rabbi

Tu biShvat – The new Years of the Trees is a holiday that is often minimalized. It is much more than merely the “Jewish Arbor Day” as it is frequently referred to by modern thinkers. It is a celebration of trees. It is hard from many to understand that trees are central in Jewish thought, which closely relates to man’s relationship with the natural environment, the understanding of Torah (Scriptures), Jewish ethics and the Jewish lifestyle and life cycle.

There are two kinds of trees. One kind of tree bears fruit that is good to eat, whereas the other, the pine trees, grow fruit that can’t be eaten.

When the wind blows and passes among the trees the pine trees whistle in a loud voice. However, the fruit trees are quiet and can hardly be heard.

The fruit trees were asked: “Why don’t you make a noise when wind blows? Why don’t you whistle like the pine trees?”

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The fruit trees answered: “We have heavy and tasty fruit. We can’t sway in the wind, for we might damage our fruit. We don’t have to make a noise

because even when we are quiet, people come to us to enjoy our fruit”.

The pine trees were asked: “Why do you whistle and make a noise when the wind blows? Why aren’t you quite like the fruit trees?’’

The pine trees answered: “We have light fruit that can’t be eaten. We sway with every little breeze. If we did not whistle and make a noise – no one would pay attention to us or see us…”

People are like that too. Those who are good and wise, and are liked by all, are quiet and modest. They voice their opinions quietly and peacefully. But, people who are empty and foolish, and have nothing to offer – they shout and speak in the loudest of voices so that all will pay attention to them. If they did not scream – they would not be seen.

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The Beggar King

Posted on Wednesday, 13, November, 2019Wednesday, 10, January, 2024 by Rabbi

Proud King Hagag sat on his magnificent throne, and a holy man reading from the Holy Book, as was his daily custom. The holy man read these words: “for riches do not last forever, nor a crown for all generations” (Proverbs 27:24).

“Cease!” cried the king. “Who wrote those words?”

“They are the words of the Wisest of Kings,” answered the holy man.

“Give me the book,” commanded the king.

With trembling hands, the holy man placed it before his majesty. King Hagag gazed earnestly at the words that had been read, and he frowned. Raising his hand, he tore the page from the book and threw it to the ground.

“I, Hagag, am king,” he said, “and all such passages that offend me shall be torn out.”

He flung the volume angrily from him while the holy man and all his courtiers looked on in astonishment.

“I have heard enough for today,” he said. “Too long have I delayed my hunting. Prepare the horses immediately.”

He came down from the throne, stalked angrily past the trembling figure of the holy man, and went out to hunt. Soon he was galloping across an open plain toward a forest when a wild stag darted across the field. A trumpet sounded and the hunt began. The king urged his horse forward to be the first in the chase. His steed was the swiftest in the whole kingdom.

In his excitement of the chase, the king vanished from the sight of his nobles and attendants. The deer was surprisingly swift and the king could not catch up with it. Coming to a river, the animal plunged in and swam across. Scrambling up the opposite bank its antlers caught in the branch of a tree, and the king, arriving at the river, gave a cry of joy.

“Now I have you,” he said. Springing from his horse and stripping off his clothes, he swam across with nothing but a sword.

As he reached the opposite bank, the deer freed itself from the tree and plunged into a brush. The king, with his sword in his hand, followed quickly, but could not find the deer. Instead, he found, lying on the ground beyond the thicket, a beautiful youth clad in a deerskin. He was panting as if after a long run. The king stood still in surprise and the youth sprang to his feet.

“I am the deer,” he said. “I am a messenger and I have lured you to this spot, proud king, to teach you a lesson for your words this morning.”

Before King Hagag could recover from his surprise, the youth ran back to the river and swam across. Quickly he dressed himself in the king’s clothes and mounted the horse just as the other hunters came up. They thought the messenger was King Hagag and they halted before him.

“Let us return,” said the messenger. “The deer has crossed the river and has escaped.”

King Hagag from behind a tree on the opposite side watched them ride away and then flung himself on the ground and wept bitterly. There he lay until a woodcutter found him.

“What do you here?” asked the man.

“I am King Hagag,” answered the king.

“You are a fool,” said the woodcutter. “You are a lazy good-for-nothing to say such things. Come, carry my bundle of sticks and I will give you food and an old garment.”

Unsuccessfully the king protested. The woodcutter only laughed the more, and at last, losing patience, he beat him and drove him away. Tired and hungry, and clad only in the rags that the woodcutter had given him, King Hagag reached the palace late at night.

“I am King Hagag,” he said to the guards, but told him to go away. The king spent a terrible sleepless night in the streets of the city. The next morning, he was glad to accept some bread and milk offered to him by a poor old woman who took pity on him. He stood at a street corner not knowing what to do. Little children teased him; others took him for a beggar and offered him money. Later in the day, he saw the messenger ride through the streets on his horse. All the people bowed down before him and cried, “Long live the king!”

“Woe is me,” cried Hagag, in his unhappiness. “I am punished for my sin in scoffing at the words of the Holy Book.”

He saw that it would be useless for him to go to the palace again, and he went into the fields and tried to earn his bread as a laborer. He was not used to work, however, and but for the kindness of the very poorest he would have died of starvation. He wandered miserably from place to place until he fell in with some blind beggars who had been deserted by their guide. Joyfully he accepted their offer to take the guide’s place.

Months rolled by, and one morning the royal heralds went forth and announced that “Good King Hagag” would give a feast in one week and all the beggars in the land were invited to attend.

From all over the kingdom, beggars came to enjoy the feast, and Hagag stood among them, with his blind companions, in the courtyard of the palace waiting for his majesty to appear. He knew the palace well, and he hung his head and wept.

“His majesty will speak to each one of you who are his guests today,” cried a herald, and one by one they passed into the palace and stood before the throne. When it came to Hagag’s turn, he trembled so much that he had to be supported by the guards.

The messenger on the throne and Hagag looked long at each other.

“Are you a beggar also?” said the messenger.

“No, gracious majesty,” answered Hagag with bent head. “I have sinned seriously and have been punished. I am but the servant of a troop of blind beggars to whom I act as guide.”

The messenger king signed to his courtiers that he desired to be left alone with Hagag. Then he said, “Hagag, I know you. I see that you have repented. It is well. Now you can take your rightful place upon the throne.”

“Gracious majesty,” said Hagag, “I have learned humility and wisdom. The throne is not for me. The blind beggars need me. Let me remain in their service.”

“It cannot be,” said the messenger. “I see that you truly regret you past actions. Your lesson is learned and my task is done. I will see that the blind beggars lack nothing.”

With his own hands he placed the royal robes on Hagag and himself donned those of the beggar. When the courtiers returned they saw no difference. King Hagag sat on the throne again, and nowhere in the whole world was there a king who ruled more wisely or showed more kindness and sympathy to all his subjects.

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ST20 Rabbi Akiva, the Pearl and the Merchant

Posted on Wednesday, 14, November, 2018Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

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Who’s So Great?

Posted on Thursday, 23, November, 2017Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

Leaders from all corners of the country came together in the capital city to find a way to have the harsh anti-Semitic laws abolished. Religious schools were being closed and the excessive tax on candles made every day life for the Jewish community very difficult. The leaders hoped to find a way to ease the pain of the many people affected by the unfair laws.

Some of the community leaders took advantage of meeting to boast of their many accomplishments and to remind others how important they were. One holy rabbi sat and listened to the ongoing bragging and was justifiably upset especially since the focus should have been on finding ways to have the oppressive laws abolished.

When the holy rabbi stood before the community leaders, he decided to teach a strong lesson:

“The donkeys once came before the Ribbono shel Olam, Master of the Universe with a complaint: Why had He assigned them the role of being beasts of burden? Couldn’t He have allotted them a better role in life? Why not give them the power of speech so that they could accomplish things with their thoughts just as humans do, instead of being limited to physical labor?

“G-d agreed that they had a legitimate point, and told them that He would experiment by giving the wisest of them the capacity to talk, which He did with Bilaam’s donkey. But lo and behold! As soon as the creature was empowered to speak, what did it announce? ‘Am I not your donkey, which you have ridden all your life to this day? Have I been in the habit of treating you this way?’ (Numbers 22:30).”

“G-d therefore decided, ‘If all a donkey can talk about is his own great achievements, he is better off being silent.’ People might be tempted to spiritual pride — tempted to think to ourselves, Look how valuable I am to the Holy One, blessed be He and look what He has done through me!’ ”

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Computers, Pride and the Twice Sewn Coat

Posted on Friday, 5, September, 2014Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

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Rosh haShanah is quickly approaching and the preparation for the review by the Holy One, blessed be He for us to be inscribed in the Book of Life can be overwhelming. In this time before this holiday of deep retrospection and review of our actions for the past year, we pledge ourselves to improve ourselves and the greater community.

In a world so filled with science and technology where one depends on computers, cell phones and other electronics it is easy to get lost in the constant streaming and instant resources. Some feel that we are much better than those of past generations. A student recently was assigned to write a three paragraph essay about the world without computers and other electronics. He was bewildered and could not imagine such a world.

In our pride we have forgotten how to talk, be personable, or simply be courteous. Today’s society, in its pride, has become less human. In this time leading up to Rosh haShanah, let’s try to touch and interact with the world around us and not be proud of our electronic prowess and its effects upon our society.

We learn from the Holy Writings:

“For My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are My ways your ways” (Isa. 55:8). When a man has a vessel, he rejoices in it as long as it is whole and useful; when it is broken, he has no use for it. Now, what is the Holy One’s precious vessel? Man’s heart. When the Holy One sees a man proud in heart, He has no use for him, as is said, “Everyone that is proud in heart is an abomination to the L-rd” (Prov. 16:5). But when the heart is broken, He says, “This one is Mine,” as is said, “The L-rd is near to them that are of a broken heart” (Ps. 34:19).

There once lived a master Jewish tailor. Even the nobility, for miles around, came to have their clothing fashioned by his talented hand.

Once, a nobleman came to the tailor bring with him a bolt of cloth. Handing it to the tailor, he said, “This is very fine and expensive material; it comes all the way from the East. I want you to sew me a suit of clothes, but I want it to be well cut and tailored, to do justice to the fabric.”

“Am I not a master tailor?” laughed the tailor, as he received the material.

A few days later, when the tailor brought the suit for its first fitting, the nobleman was displeased with the result. “You’ve ruined the fine cloth!” he ranted. In a fit of anger, he threw the cloth at him and chased him out of his house.

After this incident, the tailor lost his good name. The other noblemen stopped patronizing him and he was soon starving. When his wife saw how poor they had become, she urged her husband to visit the holy rabbi of the town. “Many people are helped by him. Go to him; he will tell you what to do.”

The tailor followed his wife’s advice and went to the rabbi.

After the holy rabbi heard the tailor pour out his sad tale, he said to him, “This is what you must do. Take the very suit that you sewed for the nobleman. Rip out the seams, but sew them back in the same place. Then take the suit to him again.”

The tailor laughed inwardly at this suggestion, but followed it nevertheless. He had nothing to lose. When the suit was completed for the second time, he took it back to the poritz for his approval. This time, the nobleman was very pleased with the result. He praised the tailor highly and even gave him a gift of appeasement.

The tailor returned to the holy rabbi and told him what had happened.

“I realized,” said the holy rabbi, “that when you first sewed the garment, you felt a sense of exaggerated pride, as if your skill was beyond question. A thing done from pride lacks grace. That is why it failed to please the count. When you came to me, bowed and meek, no longer so self-confident in your skill, I told you to rip out the stitches and begin all over again. The second time you sewed it with humility and submission. And then the same garment suddenly became appealing!”

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May we all be blessed with a coming year of hope and goodness

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A king had two sons; one was very proud, always bragging, and full of conceit. The other was extremely hum­ble, modest, and pleasant.

One day, the king decided to send his sons to different lands in order to see if they would be able to add them to his kingdom. The king was hoping that his sons could influence the leaders in the different lands to peacefully agree to accepting his rule.

The arrogant and proud son arrived at the land to which his father had sent him, and he began to treat the leaders and people harshly. The prince refused to listen to anyone and make unreasonable and selfish demands.

On the other hand, when the second son arrived in the land to which he was sent, he quickly won the heart of its inhabitants with his pleasant manner. He learned their concerns and patiently listened to their needs, and it was not long before they asked him to rule over them.

A proud and arrogant person is quickly recognized for what they are and therefore able to rule for only a short while. Yet a person who possesses the quality of humility — even if he may not be noticed immediately is soon noted for his pleasant nature and is willingly accepted as a ruler.

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

Tell it to your children, and let your children tell it to their children, and their children to the next generation. (Joel 1:3)

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Talk no more so very proudly, let not arrogance come from your mouth; (1 Samuel 2:3)

A man arrived in a big city and began to wander through the many streets. Along the way, he came to a street of the most wonderful homes he had ever seen. One of the homes especially amazed him with its beauty, and he decided to go inside the house and get a look at the inside.

The man knocked on the heavy oak door. When it was opened, he was greeted by the sight of many amazing sights. Expensive rugs lined the floor, crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and ele­gant furniture filled each room.

The servant who opened the door was dressed in a fine blue uniform with large gold buttons and shiny black boots.

“Who is the owner of this magnificent home?” asked the visitor. The servant, filled with conceit and arrogance, looked down on the visitor, puffed up his chest and answered, “It is my house! Look around everything that you see is mine. I am the owner of this house.”

The door suddenly swung open and in walked the true master of the house. He had overheard his servant’s outrageous comments and was definitely angry. Embarrassed by his actions and treatment of the traveler, the servant quickly left the room.

When a person is conceited, arrogant and proud it is an in­dication that he has forgotten that the Holy One, blessed be He is the true Master of the world.

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

Tell it to your children, and let your children tell it to their children, and their children to the next generation. (Joel 1:3)

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There are two kinds of trees. One kind of tree bears fruit that is good to eat, whereas the other, the pine trees, grow fruit that can’t be eaten.

When the wind blows and passes among the trees the pine trees whistle in a loud voice. However, the fruit trees are quiet and can hardly be heard.

The fruit trees were asked: “Why don’t you make a noise when wind blows? Why don’t you whistle like the pine trees?”

The fruit trees answered: “We have heavy and tasty fruit. We can’t sway in the wind, for we might damage our fruit. We don’t have to make a noise

because even when we are quiet, people come to us to enjoy our fruit”.

The pine trees were asked: “Why do you whistle and make a noise when the wind blows? Why aren’t you quite like the fruit trees?’’

The pine trees answered: “We have light fruit that can’t be eaten. We sway with every little breeze. If we did not whistle and make a noise – no one would pay attention to us or see us…”

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Tell it to your children, and let your children tell it to their children, and their children to the next generation. (Joel 1:3)

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Proud King Hagag sat on his magnificent throne, and a holy man reading from the Holy Book, as was his daily custom. The holy man read these words: “for riches do not last forever, nor a crown for all generations” (Proverbs 27:24).

“Cease!” cried the king. “Who wrote those words?”

“They are the words of the Wisest of Kings,” answered the holy man.

“Give me the book,” commanded the king.

With trembling hands, the holy man placed it before his majesty. King Hagag gazed earnestly at the words that had been read, and he frowned. Raising his hand, he tore the page from the book and threw it to the ground.

“I, Hagag, am king,” he said, “and all such passages that offend me shall be torn out.”

He flung the volume angrily from him while the holy man and all his courtiers looked on in astonishment.

“I have heard enough for today,” he said. “Too long have I delayed my hunting. Prepare the horses immediately.”

“Now I have you,” he said. Springing from his horse and stripping off his clothes, he swam across with nothing but a sword.

“I am the deer,” he said. “I am a messenger and I have lured you to this spot, proud king, to teach you a lesson for your words this morning.”

Before King Hagag could recover from his surprise, the youth ran back to the river and swam across. Quickly he dressed himself in the king’s clothes and mounted the horse just as the other hunters came up. They thought the messenger was King Hagag and they halted before him.

“Let us return,” said the messenger. “The deer has crossed the river and has escaped.”

King Hagag from behind a tree on the opposite side watched them ride away and then flung himself on the ground and wept bitterly. There he lay until a woodcutter found him.

“What do you here?” asked the man.

“I am King Hagag,” answered the king.

“You are a fool,” said the woodcutter. “You are a lazy good-for-nothing to say such things. Come, carry my bundle of sticks and I will give you food and an old garment.”

Unsuccessfully the king protested. The woodcutter only laughed the more, and at last, losing patience, he beat him and drove him away. Tired and hungry, and clad only in the rags that the woodcutter had given him, King Hagag reached the palace late at night.

“Woe is me,” cried Hagag, in his unhappiness. “I am punished for my sin in scoffing at the words of the Holy Book.”

Months rolled by, and one morning the royal heralds went forth and announced that “Good King Hagag” would give a feast in one week and all the beggars in the land were invited to attend.

From all over the kingdom, beggars came to enjoy the feast, and Hagag stood among them, with his blind companions, in the courtyard of the palace waiting for his majesty to appear. He knew the palace well, and he hung his head and wept.

“His majesty will speak to each one of you who are his guests today,” cried a herald, and one by one they passed into the palace and stood before the throne. When it came to Hagag’s turn, he trembled so much that he had to be supported by the guards.

The messenger on the throne and Hagag looked long at each other.

“Are you a beggar also?” said the messenger.

“No, gracious majesty,” answered Hagag with bent head. “I have sinned seriously and have been punished. I am but the servant of a troop of blind beggars to whom I act as guide.”

The messenger king signed to his courtiers that he desired to be left alone with Hagag. Then he said, “Hagag, I know you. I see that you have repented. It is well. Now you can take your rightful place upon the throne.”

“Gracious majesty,” said Hagag, “I have learned humility and wisdom. The throne is not for me. The blind beggars need me. Let me remain in their service.”

“It cannot be,” said the messenger. “I see that you truly regret you past actions. Your lesson is learned and my task is done. I will see that the blind beggars lack nothing.”

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

Tell it to your children, and let your children tell it to their children, and their children to the next generation. (Joel 1:3)

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Chanukah begins on December 3rd – Special Gift

A king had two sons; one was very proud, always bragging, and full of conceit. The other was extremely humble, modest, and pleasant.

The man knocked on the heavy oak door. When it was opened, he was greeted by the sight of many amazing sights. Expensive rugs lined the floor, crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and elegant furniture filled each room.

When a person is conceited, arrogant and proud it is an indication that he has forgotten that the Holy One, blessed be He is the true Master of the world.