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Four Cups of Milk for the Seder

Posted on Tuesday, 12, April, 2022Tuesday, 12, April, 2022 by Rabbi

A man once came to the holy rabbi of the village and asked whether it is permissible to fulfill the mitzvah of the four cups at the Seder by drinking milk instead of wine. The Holy rabbi asked if this was for health reasons, and the man stated that he simply could not afford wine. The Holy rabbi told him that milk was not satisfactory and gave him an especially large amount of money for his Passover needs.

The Holy rabbi’s wife, who had witnessed this exchange, commented, “I understand you gave him money because he could not afford the wine, but why so much? He really does not need all that money just to buy wine.”

The Holy rabbi answered his wife, “Knowing the all the Jewish laws and practices of Passover is not enough one must temper their knowledge with compassion and common sense.”

“Since the Passover meals are usually fleishig (containing meat), how could this man possibly have considered using milk for the four cups? The only reasonable conclusion is that he could not afford to buy meat and other necessary food for the festival either. It is therefore not enough to give him money just for wine for the Seder. He needs enough money to buy meat and food for his entire family for all of Passover!”

Passover Seder

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A Teacher’s Forty-Three Rubles

Posted on Wednesday, 31, March, 2021Tuesday, 20, September, 2022 by Rabbi

A holy rabbi took a position as a teacher in a distant town. He lived that winter in a Jewish-owned inn. In those days it was normal for a teacher not to see his family from Rosh Hashanah to Passover (September to April).

That winter was particularly bitter. Snowstorms with fierce winds caused the snow to fall so heavily that one could not see where they were going. The weather was so bad it stopped travel for over a week. One afternoon, a knock was heard at the door. The innkeeper opened the door and found three half frozen Polish peasants requesting a place to stay. He asked if they had the ability to pay and found that their combined funds were not enough for even one night’s stay. The innkeeper closed the door on them. The teacher was shocked. When he complained to the innkeeper, the innkeeper merely shrugged and responded, “Do you want to undertake their expenses?” Much to the innkeeper’s surprise, the teacher agreed.

The peasants thanked the holy rabbi and proceeded to enjoy themselves at his expense. That storm was particularly brutal and the peasants remained in the inn for two weeks. After the snow cleared enough for passage, they thanked the teacher for his kindness and generosity and then left the inn to continue their journey.

Passover approached and the holy rabbi went to settle his account. The innkeeper figured he owed the teacher 40 rubles for teaching his children, but the teacher owed him 43 rubles for taking in the peasants. The innkeeper wished him a Happy Passover and said he could bring the three rubles upon his return after the holiday.

Passover Story

The teacher did not know what to say. He bid his employer farewell and left. He traveled to his village, but could not bring himself to go home. He stopped into one of the local synagogues, opened a holy book and immersed himself in study. In the meantime, his son heard that his father was in town and went looking for him. He found his father in the shul (synagogue).

The young boy ran to his father and with great emotion and begged his father to come home. He wanted to show his father his new Passover shoes and clothes and all the other things his mother had bought (on credit). This made the father only feel worse. As they walked home a carriage came rumbling through the streets. The streets of that village were very narrow and people were forced into alleyways to avoid being trampled. As the coach passed by the two, it hit a bump and a parcel fell off the back.

The holy rabbi picked it up and began running after the coach, but was unable to get the coachman’s attention. The coach turned a corner and disappeared. The holy rabbi, seeing no distinguishing marks on the bag (according to Torah law, in such a situation it may be presumed that the owner would relinquish all hope of its recovery, and the lost object may be kept by the finder), and realizing that there was no possible way for him to locate the owner, opened the parcel. Inside were exactly 43 rubles.

The night of the seder, the young boy was given the job to open the door for Elijah the Prophet. When he opened the door, he called to his father, “Father, the coachman is here!” There was no one there. The holy rabbi pulled his son aside and told him that he must promise never to tell anyone this story until the very last day of his life. And so it was many many years later when the holy rabbi’s son was on his death bed, he told this story.

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Seeing Eliyahu haNovi

Posted on Tuesday, 30, March, 2021Tuesday, 20, September, 2022 by Rabbi

According to Jewish tradition, since Eliyahu haNovi (Elijah the Prophet) ascended into heaven alive and never died, he can return to earth to make visits. It is said that he mystically appears at two events: during the Passover seder and at a bris.

 

Toward the end of the seder, the door of the house is opened, because Passover night is said to be a time when Jewish people have miraculous protection from their enemies. According to tradition, Eliyahu haNovi enters then to drink wine from the kos shel Eliyahu – a special cup set out for him on the table.

Eliyahu haNovi, who strengthened the spirit of the Jewish people, also visits every bris, and the sandak sits in the Chair of Elijah, holding on his lap the baby boy to be circumcised.

Elijah the Prophet

It once happened that a family was gathered around the seder table. The seder nights are a time of mystery and wonder as children ask questions and the adults answer them.

A little girl closed her eyes and said the Ma Nishtana (the Four Questions) and listened to every word the father and grandfather said that seder night.  When they opened the door to recite Shfoch hamascha, “Pour out Your wrath,” from the Haggadah, the little girl cried out, “Look at the old man who’s come!”

The next day, her grandfather asked the little girl what the old man had looked like — the one she had seen the night before. he pointed out some men walking along the street to her and asked, “Did he look like this man? Or that man?”

The little girl answered, “He was very, very handsome!”

A year later, the little girl’s mother gave birth to a baby boy. The little girl’s grandfather came to the bris. When they brought the baby into the synagogue, it was full of people. The little sister was also there, standing near her grandfather. Suddenly, pointing to where no one was standing, she called out, “Zadie, look there’s the old man again!”

Her grandfather bent over and whispered into the ear of his son “Our little girl has already had a revelation of Eliyahu haNovi twice!”

According to the mystic tradition, some Jewish mystics merited to see Eliyahu haNovi, who appears to them and teaches them many of the  secrets of the Torah. To even see or greet Eliyahu haNovi is considered a great honor and a sign of a great spiritual level. This little girl must have been very special — very pure and of great faith—to have had these two revelations of Eliyahu haNovi at the Passover seder and at her brother’s bris.

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

Pesach Passover

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The Widow’s Seder

Posted on Wednesday, 8, April, 2020Tuesday, 20, September, 2022 by Rabbi

Sima woke as the light of the new day shined in her window. She was still tired from cleaning the house for Pesach (Passover) the day before. She gathered her clothes to take to the river to wash. Her daughter Zehava followed behind humming a song.

It had been a hard year for the young widow, Sima, who missed her husband badly. sickness ravaged the village that winter and she helped many anyway she could. Sadly, many died.

Zehava asked her mother when they would start cooking for the seder meal. Sima just sighed as she did not have any matzah, wine or food for the seder. So, she sadly went to the river to wash clothes so that she and her daughter could at least welcome the holiday with clean clothes.

“Ima, please tell me the story of Pesach (Passover)” asked Zehava. “Not now my precious daughter but tonight” answered Sima. Her daughter walked and played along the bank of the river where flowers were starting to appear, and the trees were budding. It was a beautiful spring day, but Sima was so sad.

Zehava began to play in the water, cupping the water and then letting it slowly run out of her hands back into the river. She did it again and again. “Ima, why are you so sad today? It is right before Pseach a happy holiday.” asked Zehava, Sima looked at her daughter and remembered when she was a girl and her mother always found a way to be happy at holiday time no matter how hard things were. “I’m sad because we have nothing to prepare for Pesach and no one to share with us” Sima tearfully answered.

“You know, I learned that sadness is an enemy that can destroy a lot of things.” Zehava said. “Oh, to be a little girl again with few worries. To see the good around us and to just play” Sima responded.

Zehava continued playing in the water, “Every day when I pray I say ‘You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies’ (Psalm 23:5), she held her cupped hands up high and as the water trickled down she sad “my cup overflows.”

“Ima, you help everyone who needs help even though we are very poor. One thing though, we are so full of mitzvos (good deeds) that they can’t fit into any treasure chest.”

“Zehava, my sweet child you remind me of something my mother told me a long time ago ‘He lifts up the soul and makes the eyes sparkle; he gives health and life and blessing.’ (Ben Sira 34:20) The sparkle in your eyes makes me appreciate the gift the Holy One, blessed be He gave to me.”

Zehava ran over and hugged her mother and they both smiled.

In the distance Zehava saw someone walking along the bank of the river. The person seemed to be struggling. As they got closer, Zehava saw it was an old woman, older than anyone she had even seen. The old woman having trouble walking.

As the old woman neared, Sima and Zehava invited her to rest on the riverbank with them. The old woman asked if she could join them for the seder. Sima began to cry as she explained they did not have any matzah, wine or food for the seder. The old woman answered, “As a mother comforts her child, so I will comfort you (Isaiah 66:13) may you be blessed in all your actions and may you celebrate the holy days with happiness,”

The old woman told them she was very tired, and Zehava asked, “Ima, can this old woman sleep in my bed until she is ready to go on her way?” “That’s a good idea” Sima answered as she told the old woman to go to the house behind them.

Passover

The old woman looked at Zehava and smiled, “You shall understand the Pesach (Passover) story much better than most people for you are truly a special girl.” She took a deep breath and continued, “The blessing of Hashem is the reward of the pious, and quickly He causes his blessing to flourish. (Ben Sira 11:22). Follow in your mother’s ways and be kind to all who have needs.”

The old woman went into the house while Sima continued with her laundry and Zehava played in the water. After some time Sima and Zehava started back towards their house when they noticed a strange light. Zehava ran to the door and called to her mother, “Ima, the house is filled with matzah, wine and so much food. There’s a white tablecloth and the candlesticks are ready for Pesach.”

Sima gasped at what she saws and went to check on the old woman but could not find her. Zehava ran out the door and saw the old woman walking down the road. The old woman looked over her shoulder, smiled and said, “I have been walking for countless years and may you have a kosher and joyous Pesach (Passover).”

Sima and Zehava started to cook and that night had many guests for there seder. Sima told everyone about the mysterious old woman. No one had seen her or had met her.

At the end of the seder after everyone had left, Zehava turned to her mother and said, “This has been the most special seder we have ever had.” Her mother answered, “Yes it has, but I will I know who that old woman was.” Zehava, with a twinkle in her eye added, “It’s not every seder that we are visited by two holy guests.” “Zehava, what are you talking about?” “ima we were visited by Serach bas Asher (Search, the daughter of Asher) and Eliyahu haNovi (Elijah the Prophet)

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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Kos Shel Eliyahu – Elijah’s Cup

Posted on Monday, 6, April, 2020Tuesday, 20, September, 2022 by Rabbi

According to belief, Eliyahu haNovi (Elijah the Prophet) will appear at the end of days to announce the coming of Moshiach (the Messiah). He also appears from time to time to save Jewish people in trouble and to teach Torah secrets to holy people. At the Passover seder, a special cup is placed on the table for Eliyahu haNovi – the Kos Shel Eliyahu. It is believed that he visits toward the end of the seder and drinks wine from his cup. He can sometimes be seen by those who are pure of heart.

There was once a wealthy couple named Avram and Penina. They were generous to the poor, and their large house was always open to strangers. Their most valued possession was a beautiful Kos Shel Eliyahu that graced their seder table each year at Passover.

The world is like a fountain wheel, the buckets ascend full and descend empty. Who is rich today may not be so tomorrow. (Exodus Rabbah 31:14) And so the wheel of fortune turned for Avram and Penina, and they were forced to sell most of their pos¬sessions to buy food. The only thing of value that they had left was their Kos Shel Eliyahu, which they agreed never to sell, no matter how desperate their situation became.

As Passover approached, they discovered that they did not have enough money to buy matzahs, wine, or food for the seder.

“Dearest Penina,” said Avram with a heavy heart, “I’m afraid we have no choice but to sell the Kos Shel Eliyahu .”

“Never!” replied Penina, and nothing Avram could say would change her mind.

On the day before Passover, Avram went off to study in the beis midrash. It pained him too much to stay at home and see the empty Kos Shel Eliyahu sitting in the middle of a bare table. How sad their Passover would be this year! How could they celebrate this holiday of freedom from slavery without matzah or wine?

While Avram was gone, there was a knock on the door. Penina opened it to find an elderly, well-dressed man standing before her.

“I’m a stranger in this town,” he said. “May I celebrate the seders with you?”

“We have no money to buy anything for a seder this year,” said Penina sadly. “We have nothing at all in the house.”

The man handed her a heavy purse and said, “Take this money and go buy what you need. I’ll return tonight for the seder.”

With a joyful heart, Penina hurried to the market and bought everything that she needed for the seders. Then she ran home and prepared a great feast. When Avram returned, Penina told him what had happened and asked him to bring their guest home with him from the synagogue that evening. Sadly, Avram returned from the synagogue alone. “I looked everywhere,” he explained, “but there was no well-dressed stranger there.”

They decided not to begin the seder until their guest arrived. But it began to grow late, and still there was no sign of him. At eleven o’clock, they could wait no longer, for the afikomen — the matzah eaten at the end of the seder meal — must be eaten before midnight. They recited the first part of the Haggadah and then began the feast. Right after they ate the afikomen, Avram fell asleep. Penina stayed awake, still hop¬ing that the stranger would appear. A short while later, when she opened the door for Eliyahu haNovi, the elderly man walked in.

Genesis 15:12

She ran to wake Avram, but by the time she succeeded in arousing him from his heavy sleep, the stranger was gone. Avram fell back to sleep, and Penina finished the Haggadah and completed the seder by herself.

Shortly after this, Avram died. When he appeared before the Heavenly Court, they wished to admit him to paradise at once, but Eliyahu haNovi (Elijah the Prophet) appeared and said, “If he wanted to sell my cup, he has to remain outside!” So for several years, Avram waited outside the gates.

Then Penina died, and the gates of paradise opened before her. But as she moved forward to enter, she no-ticed someone in the way. It was her beloved Avram.

“I won’t enter without him!” she cried.

The Heavenly Court tried to persuade her to change her mind, but she stood firm. So they were forced to admit them both.

Eliyahu haNovi (Elijah the Prophet) visits the Passover seder, but he appears at other times too. He comes dressed as a guest to test people’s hospitality, or he comes to reward holy people with his vision or to save those in trouble. Eliyahu haNovi is G-d’s messenger of salvation. This fine couple had resolved never to sell their treasured Elijah’s cup regardless of their financial difficulties. Sadly, when they could not afford the matzah or wine for the seder, Avram gave in – Penina did not. His faith was fragile; hers was strong. Penina trusted that G-d would provide for their Passover needs — and if not, not!

Penina refused to sell the symbol of their faith in G-d’s salvation, even to buy matzah, wine, and food for the seder. Because of her greater faith, she was, awake when Avram was asleep. Since her faith and trust in G-d was strong, they received everything they needed for the holiday. As a reward for her faith, she merited to see Eliyahu haNovi (Elijah the Prophet) and to conclude the seder, unlike her husband, whose faith had failed and who dozed off toward the end.

The seder begins with haLachma Anyah in which we invite “All those who are hungry, let them enter and eat. All who are in need, let them come celebrate the Passover.” There are those who hunger for food, but many more who hunger for faith and holiness.

The seder, in its closing, invites Eliyahu haNovi into our homes and our hearts. May we open our seders with the offer to meet the needs of those who are hungry for food and of the spirit. Life involves many tests, we must trust that G-d will save us. If we hold on and trust Him, we will pass the tests and be rewarded — with spiritual consolation and with visions of the divine presence in our lives.

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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A Miracle in Baghdad

Posted on Tuesday, 23, April, 2019Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

It was midday when an elderly traveler entered the Jewish quarter of Baghdad. The marketplace, where merchants from many lands sold their fabrics, spices and other wares, seemed strangely empty for such a day. He sighted the grandest building in the section, and determined that must be the great synagogue. He continued his trek towards it until he entered its courtyard and sat down to rest, opening his small sack to take out a few dried figs to refresh his strength. Yet no sooner had he started his lunch that he became aware of a commotion from within the sanctuary. He peeked inside, and beheld a moving spectacle—hundreds of Jewish people fervently chanting Psalms amidst tears and sobs.

 “What has happened?” he asked of the first person whose attention he could grasp.

Hurriedly, and in a voice of desperation, the man told him the story as best he could. The Sultan had decreed that the Jewish people of Baghdad must produce a leader who could perform miracles as Moses had done. Since Moses was the leader of the Jewish people in Egypt and he was able to do miracles, the Sultan expected the same from the leader of the Jewish community of Baghdad. If they would not produce such a miracle maker, then all the Jewish people would be expelled from Baghdad. Therefore, all of the Jewish community were fasting and praying to G‑d for salvation.

In his calm and patient disposition, the wise traveler approached yet more Jewish people, until he had finally pieced together the entire story:

The Sultan’s chief adviser, Mustafa hated the Jewish people for no reason. He set out  to destroy the Jewish people, or at least have them banished from Baghdad. He had convinced the Sultan that the Jewish people were disloyal, thieves and liars deserving immediate expulsion. At first the Sultan was hesitant to believe Mustafa, however, the Sultan was told about what had happened when the Jewish people left Egypt and what Moses did to Pharaoh. He began to worry that perhaps one of the Jewish leaders of Baghdad would attack him with plagues, and decided he did not want to take any chances. Therefore, he issued a decree that the Jewish community had to produce a leader like Moses, or leave Baghdad immediately.

Passover Story

The wise, elderly traveler sat in contemplation for several moments and then approached one of the rabbis at the front of the synagogue and whispered in his ear. Word spread quickly through the praying community and soon all the leaders of the Jewish Quarter were talking quietly and then suddenly there was a loud clap on the bimah (Torah Reading table) and one of them spoke. “This man who is visiting our town says that he has a plan. He will travel to the Sultan immediately to try and save us. If he is successful we will rejoice, however if he fails, he will tell the Sultan that he acted alone. Meanwhile we will continue to pray for his success!”

The man headed for the palace, pounded on the entrance gate, and said, “I am a Jewish person who can do miracles, and I demand to see the Sultan immediately.” Before long he found himself face to face with the ruler of Baghdad. “So,” said the Sultan, “You claim you can do miracles like Moses. What can you do?”

Dozens of people, from the baker and court jester to the royal guards and advisors stared at the old man with the white beard and piercing eyes. “If you would be so kind,” said he, “I will perform a miracle akin to those which Moses himself did. Before your very eyes, I will cut off a man’s head with a sword, and then put him back together and make him live!”

The Sultan smiled nervously and glanced around not knowing what to think or make of the situation. Perhaps the fellow was completely crazy. Or perhaps he was telling the truth. After all, the he seemed extremely confident and spoke with such conviction. What if he was telling the truth? If he doubted him, then who knows what kind of wrath would be unleashed on the Sultan and his kingdom.

He continued, “There is but one condition. The man whose head I cut off must be truly wise. In fact, he must be the wisest man in the realm. If not, his head will not properly re-attach. Intrigued, the Sultan decided he must see for himself if the old Jewish man was telling the truth. He looked around the room until his eyes fell on Mustafa, his chief advisor and the wisest man in the kingdom. Before the Sultan said a word, Mustafa cried out, “No, he is lying! The Jew is an imposter! He can’t really cut someone’s head off and re-attach it.” “That might be true,” said the Sultan, “but what if he is telling the truth and we don’t accommodate him? Surely you don’t want to put the whole kingdom at risk! After all, were you not the one who had advised me to expel the Jewish people lest we be put in danger?”

“Bring the sword immediately,” cried the Sultan, “Mustafa has volunteered!” With that, Mustafa began to tremble and yelled out, “No I admit it. I was both wrong and very foolish. The Jewish people do not have extraordinary powers!” Mustafa ran out of the palace never to be seen again. The Sultan annulled the decree, thanked the old man for coming and said that the Jewish people were welcome to live in Baghdad as long as they desired.

The man returned to the synagogue to share the good news. Immediately, there was unbelievable rejoicing, and a banquet was held in honor of the miracle that the Holy One, blessed be He had done for His people. Then quietly and quickly, the old man slipped out and left the town before anyone could even get his name. Some people say that he was Elijah the Prophet. Some say he was a great mystic. Yet others believe that he was just a Jewish traveler who simply cared about every Jewish person as much as he did about himself.

This story helps explain a very interesting aspect of the Passover observance. Every holiday is marked by mitzvahs. Yet many of these mitzvahs are not equally fulfilled by all. For example, most of us hear the shofar from someone else who blows it, and on Chanukah many have the custom that the head of the household kindles the menorah as a representative of the entire family. Yet, on Passover, everyone must eat his or her own matzah. On Passover, we are all equally significant.

The Yetzias Mitzrayim was the time when our people came together as one. Leaving Egypt united as one people set the stage for the mitzvah that Hillel considered to be the core of the entire Torah: You shall not take vengeance or bear a grudge against any of your people, but you shall love your neighbor as yourself. (Leviticus 19:18) The hero of this story showed that which we all know to be true, that each of us is only complete when we do all that we can to ensure that every single Jewish person is being taken care of as well.

This is why the Passover haggadah begins with an invitation, “All who are hungry, let them come and eat.” Our table is only complete when it is open to others!

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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The Magic Wine Cup – A Passover Story from Morroco

Posted on Monday, 22, April, 2019Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

During the days before Passover, a stranger was seen wandering through the streets of Mogador in the land of Morocco. Even though he was dressed in rags, he did not look like a beggar. From the fringes on the tattered clothes he was wearing it was clear that he was Jewish.

Some of young men watched this stranger as he walked through the busy marketplace. When they returned to the beit medrash (House of Study), they told the holy rabbi about him. The holy rabbi asked them to describe the man in great detail. Then he asked them if the man had looked happy or sad. They told the rabbi that he had looked terribly sad. Indeed, just looking at his face made them sad as well.

Now, Passover is a time to remember the poor, and it was the holy rabbi’s custom to invite the Jewish poor of the city to his seder. So on the eve of Passover he sent his students into the city to bring back all the poor Jewish people they could find. He told them to search especially for the stranger they had told him about, and to be sure that he came back with them.

So the rabbi’s students searched every corner of the city for the poor, who were delighted to learn that they would have a place to celebrate the first seder of Passover. But when the students finally found the stranger, he was sitting alone under a barren tree, and he refused to accompany them to the rabbi’s seder. “For you it is the holiday of Passover,” he said, “but for me it is a time of mourning.” The students did their best to persuade him, but in the end they returned empty-handed.

Now, when they told the holy rabbi that the man had refused their invitation, the rabbi said, “If you can’t convince him to come here, whisper this word in his ear,” and he whispered it to each of his students. So the students returned to the stranger, still sitting under the tree, and they tried once more to invite him to join the rabbi’s seder. Again he refused, but this time one of the students whispered the rabbi’s word into the man’s ear. And as soon as he heard it, the man’s eyes opened wide. He stood up and agreed to accompany them at once.

When that man arrived at the rabbi’s house, he was greeted warmly by the holy rabbi. The man returned the rabbi’s greetings, and then he asked, “How is it, Rabbi, that you knew the name of the ship that brought about my misfortune?”

“Join our seder,” the holy rabbi replied, “and you will understand how it became known to me. For now, please make yourself at home. I will have a bath prepared for you, and my students will give you fresh clothing.”

The man thanked the rabbi, but he was still curious about how he had known his secret.

That night, when everyone was seated at the seder, the holy rabbi introduced the guest and asked him to tell the others his story. This he did. “I was born in the city of Marrakesh,” he said, “and I traveled to Spain and worked there until I had become quite wealthy. After several years, I began to miss my native land of Morocco, and I thought about returning there to raise a family. With all that I had saved, I bought precious jewels.

“There was a widow I had befriended. When she learned I was planning to return to Morocco, where her daughter lives, she asked me to bring her daughter her rightful inheritance, jewels that had belonged to her father. I agreed to do so, and I carried everything in a wooden case. But when a storm sank the ship in which I was traveling, the case was lost at sea. Somehow I managed to grab a plank and reached the shores of this city a few weeks ago. I know that I am fortunate to be alive, but after all these years, I have nothing. Even so, that is not what grieves me the most. Above all, I am heartbroken that I cannot fulfill my mission for the widow.”

Now, when all those seated at the seder heard this story, their hearts went out to the poor man who had suffered such a misfortune. Among them, there was one beautiful young woman who had tears flowing down her face. And when the man saw her grief, he, too, broke down and wept.

The holy rabbi said, “Do not grieve as we celebrate the seder, but watch closely.” He pointed to the kiddush cup, which was filled with wine, and said some mystical words over it that called forth the Angel of the Sea.

The Magic Wine Cup – A Pesach-Passover Story

Just then everyone at the table heard a deep voice say, “Yes, rabbi, holy rabbi what is your command?” The people trembled with fear, for they could not see where the voice was coming from.

Then the rabbi said, “I call upon you, Angel of the Sea, for help in finding what has been lost.”

Suddenly, to everyone’s amazement, the kiddush cup began to grow larger and larger, and the wine in it was transformed into the waves of the sea. One after another the waves rose and fell, and eventually they cast up a small wooden case, which floated on the surface. The guest could hardly contain himself. “Master, that is my case!” he cried.

“Take it out!” said the holy rabbi. So the man reached into the enormous cup, took out the wooden case and set it on the table. At that instant the cup returned to its original size, and the waters in it became wine once more.

As everyone watched in awe, the man opened the case and saw that nothing was missing. He shed tears of joy. Then the holy rabbi said to him, “Now, let me introduce you to the widow’s daughter to whom you were delivering the jewels.” At that, the young woman who had wept at hearing the man’s tale stood up with a radiant smile, and the man almost fainted with surprise. When he had regained his composure, he picked up the wooden case and placed it in her hands, much to the delight of everyone present. Then the holy rabbi smiled and said, “Know that nothing happens by accident. All is foretold by the Holy One, blessed be He, as is your meeting here today, for now I can tell you that I heard a heavenly voice announce that you two are destined to be wed.”

So it was that everyone celebrated that seder with great happiness, and not long after, the blessed couple was wed. From then on, every Passover, when they filled the kiddush cup, they told the story of the holy rabbi and the magic wine cup that had changed their lives.

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Matzah and Shalom Bayis (Peace in the Family)

Posted on Tuesday, 19, April, 2016Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

The rabbi’s wife was busy in the kitchen with all the last-minute preparations for the Seder, when there was a knock at the door. A young girl who was helping in the rabbi’s house prepare for the Seder, as Pesach (Passover) was always special with the holy rabbi, answered the knock at the door. Someone had come to the home of the holy rabbi with a request for matzah for the seder. Seeing a stack of matzos wrapped up in a napkin, the young girl who opened the door innocently gave them away and hurried back to work. Puffing and steaming, the rabbi’s wife came along soon after and saw that the matzos had vanished. She was shocked, these were none other than the select matzos which had been baked that same day with holy intentions, and with all manner of careful precautions against chametz, were baked for the holy rabbi’s Seder, it was too late to undo. She felt her heart sag within her. How could she tell her husband of the mishap and cause him spiritual anguish? There was only one thing to do. She took a bundle of plain, ordinary matzos, deftly wrapped them up in the very same napkin, and pretended to know nothing of the whole affair. That same evening, her husband conducted the Seder with the ordinary matzos.

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Soon after the festival was over, the holy rabbi was visited by a couple seeking a divorce.

“What makes you want to divorce your wife?” he asked the husband.

The young man answered that his wife had refused his request to cook for him during Pesach in separate utensils without shruyah — for it is the custom of certain pious folk to avoid allowing even baked matzah to come in contact with water throughout the festival.

Hearing this, the holy rabbi called for his wife and said, “Tell me the whole truth, please. What kind of matzos were placed before me at the Seder table?”

The rabbi’s wife was afraid to speak up, so she held her peace.

“Do tell me, please,” he reassured her; “have no fear.”

The rabbi’s wife mumbled the truth: “Ordinary matzos, because I did not want to cause you any anguish …” And she proceeded to tell the whole story.

The holy rabbi then turned to the over-zealous young husband standing before him, “Look here, my son,” he said. “On the first night of Pesach I ate plain, ordinary matzah and pretended not to know nor sense the difference, in order that I should not be brought to expressing hard feelings or harsh words, God forbid — and you want to divorce your wife because of shruyah, the way she cooks?!”

The tzaddik then restored harmony between them, and they left him in peace.

As Jewish people all over the world gather for their Seders may they offer up heartfelt prayers for peace

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