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The Borrowed Egg

Posted on Thursday, 29, October, 2020Tuesday, 20, September, 2022 by Rabbi

It is told that in the days of King David, there was a feast where the main dish was made with hard-boiled eggs.

One of the servants was very hungry and ate the portion that had been given to him before his companions. He felt ashamed because there was no food before him, and he said to the man sitting next to him: “Lend me one.egg.” “I shall lend it to you,” said he, “if you promise before witnesses that you will return it to me within a week, and if you do not repay me by then, you will have to pay me any income that might add up from the egg until the time of the payment.”

The hungry man answered, “I agree,” he was given the egg in the presence of the witnesses. A week went by and the borrowed egg was forgotten and the lender was called away on business. Five years went by and the lender demanded that the debt from the egg be paid.

The man returned an egg, but the lender was unhappy. “All you can claim from me,” said man, “is a single egg.” They appeared before King David and found Solomon sitting in the gateway, for it was the custom of Solomon to be seated in the king’s gateway; and whenever anybody came to the king for judgment he would ask him: “What are you doing before the king?” And the man would say: “This and that is what happened between that fellow and me.” Now when the man who had borrowed from his companion came, Solomon said to him as well: “Why have you come to the king?” And he answered: “This and that is what happened.” “Appear before the king,” said Solomon to him, “and when you return tell me what the king said.”

They appeared before King David. The lender brought witnesses of the condition they had agreed to; namely, that he should pay him whatever profit a man can make from a single egg from that time until the time that the claim was presented. “Go and pay him,” said King David. “I do not know how much,” said he. Then they presented an account to the king: One chick in one year; in the second year that chick can beget up to eighteen chicks; in a third year those eighteen chicks can each produce eighteen chicks, and so in the fourth year—so that the account finally came to a great amount. The man had never dreamed that the one egg he borrowed would create such a huge debt, and get him into such trouble!

The young Solomon met him and said: “What did the king tell you?” “The king,” he answered, “found that I owe this, and that it amounts to a very great sum.” Listen to me,” said Solomon, “and I shall give you good counsel.” “Long life to you,” said he. And Solomon went on: “Go and buy yourself beans and boil them. On such and such day the king wishes to stay at this and that place. Now you stand at the wayside, and when¬ever the king’s men pass before you, you sow the beans in some plowed field by the road. If anybody asks you what you are planting, answer him:

‘I am planting boiled beans.’ And if he asks you whoever saw boiled beans being planted, tell him: ‘Whoever saw a boiled egg from which a chicken came?’ “

The man went at once and did this and stood planting the boiled beans. When the king’s forces passed, they asked him: “What are you planting?” “I am planting boiled beans,” he told them. “And who,” said they, “has ever seen boiled beans growing?” “And who,” answered he, “has ever seen a boiled egg from which a chick came out?” This is what he said to the king’s men, who told the king.

When the king heard this, he said to him: “Who taught you to do so?” “I myself,” said he. But David said to him: “Solomon has been helping you!” “As sure as you live, my lord king,” said the man, “he told me to do this from beginning to end.” Then the king sent for Solomon and said to him: “What do you have to say about this?” And Solomon answered: “How can he owe for something that never came about? The egg he borrowed was boiled and could not produce any chick!” “Then,” said the king, “let him go and pay the other fellow one egg!”

And it is because of this that we find: “To Solomon. 0 God, give Your judgment to the king and Your righteousness to the king’s son” (Ps. 72:1-2).

Egg Salad

Egg Salad

12 hard boiled eggs, peeled

1 medium onion chopped

1/2 cup mayonnaise (more or less based on your desired consistency)

1/4 teaspoon black pepper (more or less to taste)

1 Tablespoon prepared mustard

1/4 teaspoon garlic powder (more or less to taste)

½ Cup chopped celery

Salt to taste

 

  1. Slice and dice hard boiled eggs into a large bowl.(for rustic and chunky) or mash with a fork or potato masher (for smoother) egg salad.

  2. Mix in chopped onion and chopped celery

  3. In a separate bowl, mix mayonnaise, mustard, pepper, garlic powder and salt to taste.

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The Water Carrier – A Tale from Aleppo

Posted on Monday, 9, September, 2019Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

The sky was a sad gray. Rain poured down from the heavens and a cold wind blew from the east, chilling everyone to the bone. The Chevra Kadisha (burial Society) was escorting the body of the town’s water carrier, to his final resting place in the cemetery.

For thirty years, the water carrier would carry two buckets on his shoulders, and walk down the hill to draw water from the river. He would then slowly make his way back up the hill, with the heavy weight on his shoulders, and deliver this water to the people in the village. He did this each day, year after year, in order to earn enough money to feed his family.

Looking out his window, the young Chacham (rabbi) was surprised to see his aged father outside in the wet weather, accompanying the water carrier’s levaya (funeral procession).

Later that evening, the young chacham said to his father, “I was very surprised to see you walking the whole way to the cemetery and stay for the whole funeral. I know how busy you are, and how hard it is for you to get away from the bet midrash (house of study).”

“Do not be surprised, my son,” his father answered. “When the funeral procession passed by the bet midrash, I saw thousands of angels singing Tehillim (Psalms) with beautiful voices. Singing in the cen­ter of all the angels was a tall majestic figure, larger than the rest, who appeared to be David haMelech (King David). How could I not accompany them?”

But why would a simple water carrier, be accompanied to his grave by David haMelech and so many angels singing Tehillim? thought the young chacham. What was so special about him? That night, he prayed to Hashem to reveal to him the secret of the water carrier.

In the middle of that same night, the water carrier came to the young chacham in a dream. “It is true,” he explained, “in your world I was, indeed, a very simple man.

I could neither read or write. But, as a child, I learned the entire first Sefer of Tehillim (book of Psalms) by heart. Each day after work, I would recite the entire first Sefer in the bet midrash. I could say it slowly with very deep feelings. That is why I merited such a special honor. David haMelech who wrote the Tehillim came to my funeral with the angels that I created through my daily reading of Tehillim.”

The young chacham learned a very important lesson – the power of prayer, even for a very simple man.

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The Sultan and King David

Posted on Monday, 2, July, 2018Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

One night the Turkish sultan disguised himself as a merchant and walked about his capital city. When he entered the Jewish quarter, he heard loud singing. As he went closer, he saw that the people were dancing in a great circle. He heard the words of a song, “Dovid Melech Yisrael; Chai, Chai, V’kayam” and asked about the song and was told that the words were “David, king of Israel, lives and endures. (Rosh Hashanah 25a)”

When the sultan heard this, it confirmed his suspicions that the Jewish people were not loyal to him, but to their own king.

The next day the sultan demanded that a holy rabbi who was one of the leaders of the community to answer for the disloyalty of the Jewish community. The rabbi insisted that King David had died long ago, but the sultan would not listen. He demanded that the holy rabbi bring him a gift that could come only from King David. If the rabbi did not, he would banish all the Jewish people and destroy their property throughout his kingdom.

The holy rabbi was very afraid of the treat made by the sultan against the Jewish people. He knew that he had to prepare himself to ask for guidance from heaven. It was clear that only a miracle could make it possible for him to fulfill the king’s command. So he fasted for three days, immersed himself in the mikveh seven times, and prayed with all his heart. Finally he heard a heavenly voice announce that he must travel to the city of Luz in the Holy Land. There he would find King David, who, in truth, was still alive. So too did the heavenly voice reveal the holy name that would make it possible for him to go there.

Now the way to the city of Luz is one of the most closely guarded secrets. The histories of the city, reaching back to the very beginng, are filled with every detail of learning and life. Yet these same histories, though complete, do not record a single death, nor a single flood or fire. All who live inside its walls have never known death, the Angel of Death is powerless and can do them no harm.

Now that heaven had opened a path for him, the holy rabbi set out on his journey. He pronounced the holy name that had been revealed to him, and in a single breath he found himself inside the walls of that city. There he saw an old, old man, far older than any he had ever seen before. He asked the old man if King David could be found there. And the old man said: “No. King David lives in a cave out in the desert, near a spring. Once a year a flock of birds fly in that direction, and today is the day they will arrive here. Follow the birds to the spring, and immerse yourself in the waters before you enter the cave.”

The holy rabbi thanked the old man and left the city. Just as he stepped outside the gates of the ancient city of Luz,  he heard a rumble like thunder as thousands of birds filled the sky. Once more he pronounced the holy name that had brought him to that place, and he found himself flying as fast as that flock to the spring the old man had spoken of, with the cave nearby.

The holy rabbi immersed himself in that spring and then entered the cave. There he saw King David reclining on a couch. Above him hung his harp and on a stand sat his crown of the kingdom. King David welcomed him, for he too had heard a heavenly voice announcing the rabbi’s visit. He knew of the danger facing the Jewish people of Turkey.

King David brought forth two pitchers of water and gave them to The holy rabbi. He told him to wash his hands in the waters of the first pitcher. And the instant the waters touched the rabbi’s hands, his skin grew white as snow, as happens with leprosy. The rabbi was very frightened, but King David told him not to worry, just to pour the water of the other pitcher over his hands. And as soon as he did this, The holy rabbi’s skin was restored to its healthy state. Then King David said: “Now that you know the power of the waters in these pitchers, take them to the sultan. He will understand that this gift could come from no one but me. For the waters of the first pitcher are from Gehenna, and those of the second are from the Garden of Eden.”

When The holy rabbi took his leave of King David, he pronounced the holy name for the third and final time. And in an instant he found himself back in the land of Turkey, before the palace of the sultan. There he was granted an audience, and he gave the sultan the two pitchers that he had received from King David.

King David

The sultan wanted to know what was so precious about the water in those pitchers. The holy rabbi suggested that the sultan pour the water from the first over his hands. When the sultan did, his skin turned leprous and the sultan was horrified. He knew that if anyone found out, his reign would be over. People would see the disease as a  a sign that he was no longer fit to rule. The sultan pleaded with the holy rabbi to cure him. The rabbi assured him that he would cure him if he promised not to harm the Jewish people of Turkey in any way. The sultan quickly vowed to do so, and the rabbi told him to wash his hands in the water of the second pitcher. And as soon as the sultan did, he recovered. Then the sultan knew that none could have sent him those enchanted waters but King David himself, and never again did he threaten the Jewish people of his kingdom.

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