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No Better than a Horse

Posted on Tuesday, 25, July, 2023 by Rabbi

A young student came to Tam and Chacham and asked to receive semichah – rabbinical ordination. Tam was studying from a holy book while Chacham stood at the window looking out at the snow-covered courtyard.

Tam asked the young student about himself, and the student told him he was determined to live a pure and holy life. “interesting”, and how do you do that?” asked Tam. “I pray with strength and devotion, bless the humble meals I eat every day, and spend many hours studying the holy Torah,” answered the young student.

“Your efforts are indeed noteworthy, but do you help others?” inquired Tam.

The student immediately replied, “I don’t interrupt my prayer and study for any reason. I don’t want to come into contact with any impurities which would prevent me from my holy lifestyle.” The young student thought for a moment and then continued, “The study of Torah is the foundation and the study of other things secondary.” (Iggeres ha-v’Kuach, 13th CE).

Tam slowly drew in his breath and commented, “The holy law imposes no asceticism” (Sefer ha-Kuzari 2:51, c. 1125 ce), and then seemed to drift off into thought.

Chacham, looking out of the window, wondered why the young student afflicted his body by drinking nothing but water; had nails in his shoes so that he should suffer pain when he walked each day, even in the coldest weather, he rolled in the snow, and he had someone give him thirty-nine lashes.

Just then, a horse entered the courtyard, drank water from the trough there, and rolled in the snow.

“See,” said Chacham to the young student, “that creature, too, only drinks water, has nails in its shoes, rolls in the snow, and certainly receives more than thirty-nine lashes daily – and it is still no more than a horse.”

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The young student was devastated by what Tam and Chacham had said to him. Tam explained that the young student had to learn a bit more before he could be ready to receive semichah – rabbinical ordination.

Chacham gently guided the young student, “Study of Torah is important, but the application to oneself and the world around you is crucial. How can you hope to guide and teach people about peace if you don’t have peace in yourself?”

The disappointment showed in the face of the young student as Chacham continued, “Man is different and not like an animal, as it is written, ‘And the L-rd G-d formed man of the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.’ (Genesis 2:7)

To be a leader, a teacher, and a resource to the community, a rabbi must realize that we were created from the physical world as well as the spiritual world. People have to understand that they can be of this world and the spiritual world at the same time.”

Tam added, “So long as you live and treat yourself as an animal, you can not share the light of spirituality of the sense of peace to those who need them. Learn more and come back after you have found the holy in the mundane, and then we will consider your request.”

Tam called to the young student and blessed him, “May it be your will, O L-rd our G-d, to establish peace among the students who engage in your Holy Word – the Torah. (Berachos 16b -17a)

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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A Mountaintop Experience

Posted on Tuesday, 18, July, 2023 by Rabbi

Many people, when confronted with challenges to their beliefs and faith, see a huge mountain and are faced with a choice. They can become overwhelmed and walk away, they can be so challenged that they neither retreat nor move forward, or they can simply meet the challenge of the mountain. Then there are two choices, climb the mountain or take the long way around it. Those who climb will have a “mountain top experience” as they face challenges and many times ridicule, but they can find affirmation and blessing.

A merchant took a long journey in his wagon, and the bumpy ride caused him to doze off. As he slept, the wagon slowly climbed a mountain. After some time, the merchant suddenly woke up.

“Where are we?” the confused merchant asked his driver.

“We are presently at the peak of a very high mountain,” the wagon driver answered.

“At the peak of a mountain?” asked the merchant in surprise. “You must be mistaken, for we were traveling on a level plane!”

When the merchant realized that the wagon had begun to go down the slope, he understood that they had indeed been traveling on top of a mountain.

Horse and Carriage

When a person is not mindful of the path they are treading in life, they may believe that they are both humble and modest. In reality, however, they are scaling the mountain of pride and arrogance without even realizing it. When the person “awakens,” however, and examines his deeds, he discovers — much to his shock — that he was actually on a “mountain peak.” His journey is far from over, as he must travel down the mountain to reach his destination.

Once one summits the mountain and receives a message, they must come down off the mountain and share their experience. Sadly today, too many people are asleep and can not experience the wonder, beauty, and holiness of the mountains.

If one is open, they can bring the holiness from the mountaintop to the base, and they are truly touched. For when “Moses came down from Mount Sinai. As he came down from the mountain with the two tablets of the covenant in his hand, Moses did not know that the skin of his face shone because he had been talking with G-d. (Exodus 34:29)

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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Live by Faith

Posted on Thursday, 6, July, 2023 by Rabbi

So many people become confused with the many conflicting messages they receive in their everyday lives. They hear the bitterness and, sadly, the prejudice between the different communities. They become confused and dismayed by the claims that one community has the absolute truth.

The wonder and beauty of faith is often shrouded in absolutes. Many only see the rules and not the message of the Holy writings – the messages of life, peace, and kindness.

There is such richness within the different communities that need to be shared. Faith varies as people vary. A person with a large measure of faith emerges from most trying experiences a giant of determination and loyalty, a wellspring of courage, optimism, and inspiration. The higher one scales the ladder of faith, the more enriching is their life and their influence on life. This is what the prophet may have indicated by saying, “The pious will live by his faith” (Habakkuk 2: 4).

Faith

The lion, king of the beasts, could not find any food for three days and three nights. Because he had not eaten for so long, he developed bad breath. As he saw he was about to die, he let out a roar and summoned his servants. Immediately, a fleet-footed horse ran over. “I want you to smell my breath,” said the lion, “and tell me if there is a bad odor from my mouth.”

The fleet-footed horse did as it was commanded and said, “You are right, your majesty. There is a bad odor.”

“You have spoken and rebelled against me,” decreed the lion, “and you are sentenced to death.”

The lion immediately killed the fleet-footed horse and ate him.

Three days later, the lion was hungry again and he let out a roar, and this time a wolf appeared.

“l want you to smell my breath,” said the lion, “and tell me if there is a bad odor from my mouth.”

The wolf said to himself: “I will be more clever than the fleet-footed horse.” He smelled the lion’s breath and said, “Your majesty, there is no bad odor.”

“You dare lie to the king,” said the lion, “and to lie is to rebel against me. You are sentenced to death.”

The lion instantly killed the wolf and ate him.

Three days later, the lion was again starving, so he let out a roar. This time, a cunning fox came running. “I want you to smell my breath,” said the lion, “and tell me if there is a bad odor from my mouth.”

“Your majesty,” replied the cunning fox, “I have a cold and am unable to smell anything.”

The lion, the king of the beasts, smiled at the cunning fox’s wisdom and decreed, “I want you all to have colds and not smell anything,”

“Do mitzvahs out of love, for if you will be visited by a desire to fulfill them out of fear, your love will strengthen and remind you that you are one who loves Hashem, and one does not exchange love for hatred or fear of punishment” (Y. Sotah 5:5). One’s faith is strengthened by love, and with love comes understanding. With that understanding, a person grows close to the ways of the Holy One, blessed be He.

Those who do the mitzvahs out of love are praised with the following verse, “and those who love him will be like the sun which comes out in full strength” (Judges 5: 31)

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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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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A Pencil Box and Child Awareness of Death

Posted on Wednesday, 25, May, 2022Wednesday, 25, May, 2022 by Rabbi

I was deep in thought at my office, preparing a lesson to be given that evening at a community center across town, when the telephone rang. A woman I had never met introduced herself and said that she was the mother of a seven-year-old and that she was dying. She said that her counselor had advised her that discussing her pending death with her son would be too traumatic for him, but somehow that didn’t feel right to her.

Knowing that I worked with grieving children, she asked my advice. I told her that our heart is often smarter than our brain and that I thought she knew what would be best for her son. I also invited her to attend the lesson that night since I was speaking about how children cope with death. She said she would be there.

In today’s society, death is a frightening topic to be avoided at all costs. It is banished from the psyches and the home, and placed firmly out of sight into hospital rooms, hospices, and funeral homes. The Angel of Death is an unwelcome visitor whose presence many try so hard to ignore. Many therapists and counselors sadly leave death and the topics surrounding it shrouded in dark, fearful mystery.

I wondered later if I would recognize the woman at the lesson, but my question was answered when I saw a weak woman being half carried into the room by two adults. I talked about the fact that children usually sense the truth long before they are told and that they often wait until they feel adults are ready to talk about it before sharing their concerns and questions. I said that children usually can manage truth better than denial, even though the denial is intended to protect them from pain. I said that respecting children meant including them in the family sadness through grieving and mourning, not shutting them out.

The woman had heard enough. At the break, she hobbled to the front of the room and through her tears she said, “l knew it in my heart. I just knew I should tell him.” She said that she would tell him that night.

The next morning, I received another phone call from her.

She could hardly talk but I managed to hear the story through her choked voice. She woke her son up when they got home from the lesson and quietly said, “David, I have something to tell you.” He quickly interrupted her saying, “Oh, Mommy, is it now that you are going to tell me that you are dying?” She held him close, and they both cried while she said, “Yes.”

Child Grief

After a few minutes, the little boy wanted to get down. He said that he had something for her that he had been saving. In the back of one of his drawers was an old pencil box. Inside the box was a letter written in simple scrawl. It said, “Good-bye, Mommy. I will always love you.

How long he had been waiting to hear the truth, I don’t know. I do know that two days later Mom died. In her casket was placed the old pencil box and a letter.

May your memories be a blessing that lead you to  shalom (Peace)

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Paving the Way from Yesterday to Tomorrow

Posted on Monday, 27, December, 2021Tuesday, 20, September, 2022 by Rabbi

For many years, a man worked in a wealthy merchant’s textile shop. For many years, he measured fabrics, cut them, arranged the stock, and cleaned the shop.

One day, the worker passed away, and the merchant offered the job to the man’s son. The son followed in his father’s foot­steps and worked with honesty and loyalty.

Some time later, the son died, and his son, the grandson of the original worker, filled his position.

A week later, the worker entered the merchant’s office holding a list. “I have just made a calculation and figured out that my father and grandfather worked in your store for a total of fifty-two years. That being the case, I am entitled to one thousand rubles, which is due compensation for fifty-two years of labor!”

“It is certainly true,” laughed the merchant, “that they worked in my store for forty-six years, but do you think that they worked for free? How do you think they supported themselves and their families for so many years?”

There are times when we sigh over our state of exile. We note how we have suffered much in this long exile. We mention how even our righteous ancestors groaned beneath the heavy yoke of the exile, and that when the time comes, we will be redeemed in the merit of those who have passed.

 

Yet we forget that our ancestors, holy people of the highest caliber, have already received their reward and con­tinue to receive an abundance of reward in the World of Truth. We must not claim the reward for their faith and good deeds; rather, we ourselves, must wholeheartedly live by our faith and do our own good deeds. Only then will Holy One, blessed be He’s mercy be aroused, leading to our glorious redemption from this world where faith is tested each day.

Stories of Faith

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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A Quilt of Life

Posted on Monday, 15, February, 2021Sunday, 5, May, 2024 by Rabbi

The old quilt lay draped over a chair. It’s not a beautiful quilt, and all the fabric appears to be very old. Yet that old quilt is so full of life.

The patches and remnants came from so many people and places. A piece of an apron, a dress worn on a first date, patches from worn out knees, and bits and pieces from many other things. They are odd shapes and sizes. Some nameless shapes are round, others square and some very unusual, long slices of fabric painstakingly sewn with dozens of meticulous stitches. A few tiny patches are smaller than a thumbnail.

Some of the fabric is very plain with dull color, everyday things like shirts or dresses that were taken for granted. Other pieces are bright and cheerful, like snippets of birthdays, holidays, and happy times gone by. A few fancier pieces are satiny smooth with embossing or embroidery; they seem to whisper of weddings, dances, a first kiss…..

They do have an Interesting texture—smooth next to rough denim, seersucker alongside velvet and beautiful silks next to plain old cotton; and all over the quilt hundreds of tiny stitches, almost invisible to the eye, pucker ever so slightly.

Quilt Patch

That old quilt helps one remember times past and hope for the future. Sometimes one feels sad and miss the friends left behind. “Remember the days of old, consider the years long past; ask your father, and he will inform you; your elders, and they will tell you.” (Deuteronomy 32:7) A study of the old quilt raises many thoughts of the many friends one has had throughout their life. Some felt a bit scratchy and rough like a sturdy piece of wool, but in time they softened or one just became used to them. Others were delicate like silk and needed to be handled with care. Some were colorful and bright and great fun to be with. A few special others felt soft and cozy like flannel, and they knew how to be a comfort during hard times.

Some people leave one with a piece that is bigger than they wanted and others smaller than what one thought they needed. Some were that annoying itchy square in the corner, and others that piece of worn flannel. One leaves pieces with some and they leave their pieces that are kept for some time. All the while each and every piece of the quilt makes up a part of what is in each person. Be okay with the piece left to you. For life is too short to expect from people what they do not have to give, or were not called to give. Quilts are like friends, a great source of comfort.

As one looks closely at the quilt they can see a blessing in each stich. Life is so full of people, places and things and it so easy to become lost in all the different pieces encountered each day. All those scraps and pieces of life can be confusing. When life gives one those pieces and scraps, sew them together and make a quilt.

An old quilt pulled up around oneself offers much needed comfort warmed by memories. Surely, it is a personal masterpiece — this quilt of friendships and life is not nearly finished.

Everyday brings new friends and experiences that grow throughout life. Each person has that special quilt, and that’s because the Holy One, blessed be He has sewn them into our hearts.

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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A Mother’s Journey

Posted on Tuesday, 12, January, 2021Friday, 24, November, 2023 by Rabbi

The young mother began her journey on the path of life. “Is the way long?”, she asked.

“Yes,” answered her Guide, “and the way is hard. You will be old before you reach the end of it. But—” He stopped to smile warmly. “The end will be better than the beginning.

The young mother was so happy, though, that she could not believe anything could be better than these early years. She played with her children, and gathered flowers for them along the way, and swam with them in the clear streams. The sun shone on them and life was good, and the young mother cried, “Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.

Then the darkness of night came, and the storm’s fury with its howling winds, thunder and lightning, and the path was dark and forbidding. The children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close to her, covering them with her mantle. Her children said, “Oh, Mother, we are not afraid when you are near.” The mother said, “This is better than the brightness of day, for I have taught my children courage.

Then the morning came, and there was a steep hill before them. The children climbed and grew tired. The mother was exhausted, but she kept encouraging her children, “Just a little farther and we will be there.” So the children kept on climbing. When they reached the top, they said, “We could not have done it without you, Mother.” And the mother, when she lay down that night, looked past the stars and said, “This is a better day than the last. My children have learned determination in the face of difficulty. Yesterday I taught them courage, today I have taught them about strength.

With the next day came strange clouds that darkened the earth—clouds of war, discrimination, hatred and fear. The children cast about in the confusion and stumbled every so often. The mother said, “Look up. Lift your eyes past the blackness to the Light.” The children looked up and saw an Everlasting Glory above the strange clouds. It guided them and brought them through the darkness and evil. Their mother always encouraged them to be “be strong and courageous; do not be frightened or dismayed,” (Joshua 1:9). That night the mother said, “This is the best day of all, for I have helped my children learn about the Holy One, blessed be He.”

Woman Tree

The days went by, the weeks turned to months and the months passed to years. The mother grew old, until she was very little and bent. Her children had grown tall and strong, and they walked with courage. They remembered the teaching “do not despise your mother when she is old. (Proverbs 23:22)

When the way was hard, they helped their mother; when the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was as light as a feather. At last they came to a hill, and beyond the hill they could see a shining road and magnificent gate open on top of the hill.

The mother said, “l have reached the end of my journey. Now I know that the end really is better than the beginning, for my children can walk alone, and they will teach their children after them.

The children said, “You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.

They stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates slowly closed after her. They said, “We can’t see her, but she is with us still. A mother like ours is more than just a memory.

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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A Treasured Heirloom

Posted on Tuesday, 8, October, 2019Tuesday, 9, April, 2024 by Rabbi

It had belonged to Great-grandmother and he knew he must be very careful. The vase was one of mother’s dearest treasures. She had told him so many times.

The vase was taken down for holidays and important family dinners. It would be filled with beautiful flowers and set out for everyone to see.

When not in use, the vase was placed on a high shelf. It was well out of the reach of little hands, but somehow he managed. He just wanted to see if the birds and flowers went all around the back. He didn’t realize that a boy’s five-year-old hands are sometimes clumsy and not meant to hold delicate porcelain treasures. It shattered when it hit the floor, and he began to cry. That cry soon became a sobbing wail, growing louder and louder. From the kitchen his mother heard her son crying and she came running. Her footsteps hurried down the hall and came around the corner. She stopped then, looked at him, and saw what he had done.

Genesis 2;7

All he could do was say, “I broke…the vase. I didn’t mean too.” The boy could not stop crying and he felt bad because the vase was his mother’s most favorite thing.

His mother looked around and saw the shattered vase and heard the cries of her son.

With a look of relief, his mother said “Oh, thank goodness, I thought you were hurt!” And then she held him tenderly until his sobbing stopped.

She made it very clear — he was the treasure. As he grew into a man he realized that “Wealth and wages make life sweet, but better than either is finding a treasure.” (ben Sirach 40:18) Though now a grown man, it is a gift from his mother who treasured him that he still carries in his heart.

So it is with people for the Holy One, blessed be He “formed mankind from the dust of the earth and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being.” (Genesis 2:7) All people are a treasured heirloom since they were created with elements of the physical and spiritual worlds.

May this tale help you be successful in this world as you grow in the spiritual realm.

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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ST12 The Merchant and the Scales

Posted on Wednesday, 19, September, 2018Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

Listen to a short Jewish story about simple faith and prayer during a drought and a simple merchant’s scales.

Scales prayer

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From the Depths I Call Unto You

Posted on Saturday, 28, July, 2018Sunday, 30, June, 2024 by Rabbi

Three men were traveling together in a distant country. Suddenly, the skies grew dark, and a great storm arose; the wind howled, thunder echoed across the land, the lightning flashed, and the downpour of rain filled the men with fear. They saw a cave at the foot of a nearby mountain and quickly ran to it to get out of the storm.  They started a small fire to warm themselves and stayed there all night. The storm passed in the night, and in the morning, the men gathered together their belongings and were ready to continue their journey.

During the night, a huge heavy rock had fallen from the mountain and sealed the mouth of the cave. The three men tried to push the rock away, but they could not even budge the rock.

Now, the travelers grew afraid, for they had no food and were far away from any help. After a while, darkness and hunger caused them much despair, and so they began to pray to the Holy One, blessed be He, that He have mercy and aid them lest they perish.

Psams 130: 1

The first one remembered, “Call on me in the day of trouble; I will deliver you, and you shall glorify me” (Psalm 50:15). He then prayed in the merit of all his good and just deeds.

The rock moved about the length of a finger,

Then the second one began to pray and recalled, “In my distress, I called upon the L-rd..” (2 Samuel 22:7) and poured out his heart and related even greater deeds of charity and of righteousness.

The rock moved about the length of a hand.

Finally, the third one said: “Then with much grief and anguish of heart I wept, and with groaning began to pray: (Tobit 3:1).” Then he began to pray, “Out of the depths I cry to you, O L-rd.” (Psalm 130:1) he continued, “I don’t know where to begin or what to say, but I pray to You from my heart.” His words echoed throughout the cave.

The rock moved entirely from the mouth of the cave, and the three travelers went forth in peace and continued their journey.

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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What was originally, in 2007, a spare time ‘hobby’ costing almost nothing and representing a few hours a week of time commitment evolved into a project demanding a lot of time and expense. No income from the Story Tour Blog has been realized, and so, if you feel you’ve received some value, or would like to help support the site’s ongoing presence isit and make a donation on the The Stories Should Never End Page on Gofundme

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Rachmiel Tobesman
Shabbos - Shabbat
Shabbos - Shabbat
Vegetable Kugel
Psalm 113:7
Jewish Werewolf Story
Jewish Werewolf Story
Work and Pride
Jewish Stories
Proverbs 6: 23 Charity
Psalms 119: 105
Psalms 63:2
Time
holy food
Pesach Passover
Religious Beliefs in Society
Jewish Thumbelina
Hospitality Hachnosas Orchim
Charity Tzedakah
Light of the Soul
Psalms 33:6
Caper Flower Shabbat Shabbos
Genesis 2:7
Jewish People
Rosh Hashanah Prayer
Ethics of the Fathers 4:1
Proverbs 21:20
Jewish handicap - disability
Filling the Little Opening
Love and Gifts
Song of Songs
Benefit of the Doubt
hospitality
Rosh Hashanah
The Magic Wine Cup – A Pesach-Passover Story
Passover Pesach
The Mystical Melody
Wagon Driver
the flood
Tree of Life
The Power Prayer and Holy Names
Shabbos Cholent
Shabbos Shabbat candles
Alexander the Great and the eye
Torah study
Shabbos Shabbat Stones
Bris Milah
Rashi Alphabet
Heart Home Faith
Chanukah Greeting
Chanukah Woman
Holocaust Shabbat Candles
Shabbos Kallah Malkah
Shabbos
Hebrew Letters Torah
Ethiopian Jews
Princess Chasanah
Exiled Princess
Tailor Yiddish
Shabbos Blessing
Mourning Grief
interfaith brotherhood
Mirror Reflection
guest
friendship
Shmiras haLashon
share in the World to Come
Charity tzedakah
Pile of Dust pride
Jewish Grief Mourning
Tzedakah Kaddish
Lashon Hara
Treasure
Woman Wisdom
Yom Kippur Blessing
Scales prayer
Prayer to the King
Torah and Scales
Flawed Stone Faith
Yom Kippur Ne'ila
Wonder Child
treasure
Storyteller
pride
General's Shabbos
Shabbos Kallah
Shabbat Lion
Faith
Right Medicine
Exodus 15:26
Chagigah
Celtic Friendship Knot
Prayer Tefillah
Laughter
Pirke Avos
Shabbos Nachamu
Shopkeeper prayer
Kaddish
shiva
Blessing
Healing Stories
Gold
Tish b'Av
Tisha b'Av
Prepare Stories
Shabbos Candles
Death Grief Mourning
Gan Eden Bride
Shabbos Judgment
King David
Shepard Prayer
Oak Tree
Shabbos Oneg
Gan Eden Love
Song of Songs 6:3
Shabbos Kallah
Friendship
Rabbinical Court
Hand Washing Blessing
Charity Forgiveness Tree
Sweet Prayers
Passover Four Sons
Torah
Purim Holocaust
Silence
Tales of the Storyteller
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Yiddish Tailor
Yiddish Tailor
Family Peace
Jewish Prayer
Simcha Eye
Jewish Healing
Teshuvah Tefillah Tzedakah
Teshuvah
Hineni Prayer
Rosh Hashanah
Shofr Sounds
Avinu Malkeinu Story
Forest Teshuvah Tree
Etz Chaim Hi
Where Are You
Chag Kasher vSameach Passover
Bedikas Chometz Story Tour
Yom Kippur Forgiveness
Ancient scroll. Vector illustration
Torah script
Chanukah dreidel
Chanukah stories
Shabbos Candle Blessing
Cast Your Bread Story Tour
Eishes Chayil
Rosh Hashanah
Shavuot Prayer
Story Tour Torah
Story Tour
Purim Story Tour
Purim Story Tour
Friendship Story Tour
Shabbos Story Tour
Shabbos Story Tour
Story Tour Hashgachah Pratis
Shabbos candles
Story Tour
Lamed Vov Tzadik
c. 68-9 ce – Jerusalem is Holy
Story Tour
Deuteronomy 16:20
Rachmiel Tobesman
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