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Death of a Pious Man and an Evil Man

Posted on Sunday, 1, December, 2019Tuesday, 20, September, 2022 by Rabbi

When good and saintly people perform minor transgressions, these are punished not in the World to Come, but in this world.

It came about that a righteous man and wicked man died at the same time on the same day in the same city. All the congregation went to attend to the requirements of the wicked man and engage in burying him, and no one came to the righteous man.

Now his son-in-law was there and wept bitterly that no man came to bury his father-in-law. Then he fell fast asleep and Eliyahu haNovi (Elijah the Prophet), whom it is good to mention, came and said to him, “why are you crying?” “Because,” answered he, “all the congregation went to honour the wicked man, and no one at all paid any attention to my father-in-law who was such a perfect saint engaged in the study of Torah (Scriptures) day and night.” “Come with me,” said Eliyahu haNovi. So he went with him to Gehenna where Elijah showed him a certain soul crying, “water, water!” The water was next to him, yet he could not enjoy it. Eliyahu haNovi , whom it is good to remember, said, “this is the soul of the wicked man who was shown so much honour in this world.”

Death Grief Mourning

After that, he led him to the Garden of Eden where he saw the ministering angels preparing the throne of his righteous father-in-law, and saying, “let us show lovingkindness and grace to the righteous man who is about to come.”

Then the young man asked him, “how was it that so much honour was shown to the wicked man? And why did my righteous and worthy father-in-law have to be punished in that the congregation did not show him the last true kindness?”

Eliyahu haNovi explained, “the wicked fellow only performed one good deed in his whole life. He used to be a tax collector and collected taxes from all the people. On one occasion he took radishes in place of taxes. One radish fell, and a poor man was walking along behind him picked it up. He saw it but pretended not to of seen it, and knew of it and remained silent, while poor man sustained himself with the radish and restored his soul. That is why he enjoyed all that honour, in order that he might afterwards be sent straight to Gehenna, since he received his reward in this world. But your father-in-law was a perfect saint. In all his life he only sinned once. That was when a student of the wise visited him, and afterwards his wife spoke of him rudely and he said nothing. That is why he was punished and the Holy One, blessed be He made him pay in this world for the minor sin he did here, in order that he might be whole and entire in the world to come.”

Then Eliyahu haNovi went his way. The young man woke up from his sleep and saw all the congregation in his home. For after all they had shown last kindness to his father-in-law (when they were done with the other) and had gone to bury him in full honour.

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Distant Relatives

Posted on Thursday, 28, November, 2019Wednesday, 11, October, 2023 by Rabbi

An old hermit lived deep in the forests where very few people ever saw him. He would study the holy books. wisdom and had a very special student. The student learned how to recognize the holy aspects of the world around him and the spiritual elements of the plainest of things. Every day the old hermit and his student studied ancient wisdom together and, after a time, became friends.

When the old hermit died, relatives who hadn’t seen or spoken to him for years came to collect his valuables. When the relatives arrived, they saw the old shack the old hermit lived in. Inside the shack, next to the rock fireplace, was a cracked table with an old tree stump that served as a chair, and two brass candlesticks that served as the centerpiece for the table. In a dark corner of the little room was a rundown cot with a threadbare bedroll on it and an old wooden chest.

The relatives took a quick look around, looked into the old wooden chest and saw nothing but old books and paper. They picked up the candlesticks and started to leave. As they were leaving, an old friend and student of the old hermit, flagged them down. “Do you mind if I help myself to what’s left in my friend’s cabin?” he asked. “Go right ahead,” they replied. After all, they thought, what inside that shack could be worth anything?

wisdom

The old student and friend entered the shack and walked directly over to the old wooden chest. He opened the lid and then took out one of the old books and began to study after some time he began to look at the papers in the old chest. Each page was filled with mysteries that touched the heart and soul. The words in the books and papers were filled with holy writing by the old hermit.

The first page he took began with, “This book of the law – Torah (Scriptures) shall not depart out of your mouth; you shall meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to act in accordance with all that is written in it. For then you shall make your way prosperous, and then you shall be successful.” (Joshua 1:8) It was filled with so many holy words and wisdom that the student/friend’s heart was filled with so much joy. The last words on the page, “Open my eyes, so that I may behold wondrous things out of your law” (Psalm 119:18), encouraged him to read more of the mysteries in the old wooden chest.

The old hermit died with only his student and friend knowing his true worth. As he looked out of the little window and watched the cloud of dust behind the relative’s departure disappear, he said, “They should have gotten to know him better.”

People go about their whole lives so caught up in the physical world, they never take time to explore the spirituality that surrounds them. Never once realizing how special and holy they are.

It is written, “then the L-rd G-d formed man from the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and the man became a living being.” (Genesis 2:7) The Holy One, blessed be He “formed man from the dust of the ground” means that man was created of this world and realm – the physical world. The verse goes on and says “and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and the man became a living being.” This means that man was created also from the spiritual realm. Man has the ability to live in the physical and spiritual realm at the same time.

It is the spiritual part of man that allows us to see the beauty, wonder and mystery of the world around us. Since we are made up of the spiritual and physical worlds, we can raise the most mudane and common aspect and actions up to the spiritual and holy level.

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To Whom Shall I Leave My Kingdom?

Posted on Monday, 25, November, 2019Tuesday, 20, September, 2022 by Rabbi

Once the King of a large kingdom was growing old. He decided that it was time to select the next king from among his four sons, so he called them in one at a time to discuss who would rule his kingdom.

When the first son entered the chamber of the King and sat down, the King spoke to him. “My son, I am very old and will not live much longer. I wish to entrust my kingdom to the son best suited to receive it. Tell me, if I leave my kingdom to you what will you give to the kingdom?”

Now this son was very rich. So when asked the question, he replied: “I am a man of vast wealth. If you leave me your kingdom I will give it all of my wealth and it will be the richest kingdom in the entire world.”

Wisdom on the Throne

“Thank you, son,” the King said as he dismissed the son.

When the second son entered, the King spoke to him. “My son, I am very old and will not live much longer. I wish to entrust my kingdom to the son best suited to receive it. Tell me, if I leave my kingdom to you what will you give to the kingdom?”

Now this son was very intelligent. So when asked the ques¬tion, he answered: ” Are we not taught ‘Who is fit to rule? A sage invested with power or a king who seeks wisdom.’ (Mibhar haPeninim #4) I am a man of vast intelligence. If you leave me your kingdom I will give it all of my intelligence and it will be the most intelligent kingdom in the entire world.”

“Thank you, son,” the King said as he dismissed the son.

When the third son entered, the King spoke to him. “My son, I am very old and will not live much longer. I wish to entrust my kingdom to the son best suited to receive it. Tell me, if I leave my kingdom to you what will you give to the kingdom?”

Now this son was very strong. So when asked the question, he replied: “I am a man of great strength. If you leave me your kingdom I will give it all of my strength and it will be the strongest kingdom in all the world.”

“Thank you, son,” the King said as he dismissed the son.

The fourth son entered and was greeted by the King in the same fashion as the other three. “My son, I am very old and will not live much longer. I wish to entrust my kingdom to the son best suited to receive it. Tell me, if I leave my kingdom to you what will you give to the kingdom?”

Ethics of the Fathers 4:1

Now this son wasn’t especially rich, or smart, or strong. So he replied, “My father, you know that my brothers are much richer, smarter and stronger than I. While they have spent years gaining these attributes, I have spent my time among the people in your kingdom. I have shared with them in their sickness and sorrow. And I have learned to love them. I’m afraid that the only thing I have to give to your kingdom is my love of the people. I have learn from you, my brothers and the people of your kingdom a deep meaning from the ancient words of ben Zoma, ‘Who is wise? One who learns from every man… Who is strong? One who overpowers his inclinations… Who is rich? One who is satisfied with his lot… Who is honorable? One who honors his fellows.’ (Pirke Avos – Ethics of the Fathers, 4:1) I know that my brothers have more to offer than I do, therefore I will not be disappointed in not being named your heir. I will simply go on doing what I have always done.”

When the king died the people anxiously awaited the news as to their new ruler. And the greatest rejoicing the kingdom ever knew took place when the fourth son was named by the King as his successor, for “the king, in essence, is the people.” (Sheves Yehudah #7)

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What Was the Donkey Looking For?

Posted on Thursday, 21, November, 2019Friday, 14, February, 2025 by Rabbi

The three words, Dan L’Chaf Zechus, mean “judge according to a scale of merit.” Sometimes, this isn’t easy because every day, we judge the world around us by our perceptions. Our sages taught “judge every man favorably” (Pirke Avos 1:6) and “receive every person with a cheerful countenance” (Pirke Avos 1:15) (Chavos haLavavos, Shaar haKnia 18:8) 

A gray, long-eared donkey was sauntering through the royal gardens. Jasmine bushes clinging to the fence released a sweet-smelling fragrance, but the donkey snorted at them angrily. 

“Who needs you? You block the view to the other side of the garden!” 

Golden marigolds bobbed their flowers cheerfully alongside velvety roses, arranged according to soft shades of pink and red. Tulips raised their aristocratic goblets to get their fill of the pleasant sunshine while birds dipped inside to taste their delicious nectar. 

The irritated donkey trampled down the flower beds while hissing through his ugly yellow teeth, “Why must you stand in my way? Why must you sting me with your prickly thorns!” 

Leafy elms spread their protective arms, creating a canopy of lovely green shade for all those who, captivated by the beautiful garden, sank at their feet to rest and daydream.

Golden marigolds bobbed their flowers cheerfully alongside velvety roses, arranged according to soft shades of pink and red. Tulips raised their aristocratic goblets to get their fill of the pleasant sunshine while birds dipped inside to taste their delicious nectar. 

The irritated donkey trampled down the flower beds while hissing through his ugly yellow teeth, “Why must you stand in my way? Why must you sting me with your prickly thorns!” 

Leafy elms spread their protective arms, creating a canopy of lovely green shade for all those who, captivated by the beautiful garden, sank at their feet to rest and daydream.

Benefit of the Doubt

To roam until it came upon a row of garbage pails in the furthest yard. A thick, disgusting smell filled the air, and pesky green flies buzzed in greeting. The donkey pushed aside the pail cover to reveal piles of rotting vegetables, crying gleefully, “Ah, finally, I’ve discovered a pleasant corner in this big stupid garden!” 

Are we not sometimes like that brutish, insensitive donkey when we look only for faults and defects in others when there are so many fine points about them? Sometimes, we search for the little ugly flies among people who are really fragrant with good deeds and fine characters. 

Only donkeys — and fools — search among the rubbish heaps of a royal garden. 

When we judge others favorably, the picture is reversed. Then we look for roses and tulips even among the thorns — and often find them. 

May all of us find favor with each other and with G-d, and may we merit peace and harmony in our days.

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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No One Could Understand

Posted on Monday, 18, November, 2019Sunday, 14, January, 2024 by Rabbi

…people without understanding comes to ruin. (Hosea 4:14)

The greatest gift that the Holy One, blessed be He gave to man was the ability to speak and communicate. Yet it is also the undoing of many, though we may speak the same language and believe that certain things need no explanation we still do not understand one another. It is so common in today’s world for people to talk at one another instead of to one another.

A shepherd was once strolling through a meadow behind his wandering sheep. As he walked, he played a merry tune on his flute. In a nearby field, a harvester was cutting sweet clover and loading it upon a wagon to take home for cattle feed. The harvester and the shepherd did not know one another, nor could they communicate, since they spoke different languages. And so each tended to his own business, while casting curious glances at one another from time to time.

Noon came and the sun was at its highest point. The shepherd looked longingly in the distance to see if his daughter was approaching with his lunch, as she did each day at this time. Sadly, there was no one in sight. A long time passed and he began to worry. “I must go home and see if everything is all right,” he said to himself.

He walked towards the harvester in the next field. “Listen here, my friend,” he said, accompanying his words with elaborate gestures to make sure the other understood, “I must go home for a short while and leave the sheep here. I cannot take them with me because it would take too much time to herd them together and get them moving. If I go, I will run both ways and be back in a hurry. Please keep an eye on the sheep. Don’t let them run away. They are resting now. I am sure they will give you no trouble. They are easy creatures to handle.”

The harvester heard the words but did not understand a single one. He interpreted the shepherd’s gestures in a far different manner than intended: “You are harvesting all that hay that grows so plentifully in the field while my sheep lie here where the grass is scant. Won’t you cut some down for them, too?”

This aroused the harvester’s anger. “That is very impudent of you! You sit at your leisure under the tree and expect others to do your work for you under the blazing sun? Go! Begone with you!” and with that, he gave a wave of his hand.

This sign of dismissal was clear to the shepherd. He interpreted it to mean: “Go home, if you must. I will keep an eye on your sheep, since I am here anyway.”

His heart set at ease, the shepherd went home, stayed a while and returned a short while later. How happy he was to see the sheep grazing quietly and contentedly as if he had been there all the while.

“How decent it was of the harvester to look after them,” he thought to himself. “I must give him something in appreciation.” He looked about him and wondered what would be suitable.

His eyes fell upon a little lamb that limped a bit. If he sold it, it would not fetch much. But as a gift . . .

He tied a rope about its neck and began leading it to the adjoining field.

“Good day, my friend,” he said. “I wanted to thank you for the favor you did to me. Here, take this lamb as a sign of my gratitude.” He held the string out to the harvester.

The harvester did not understand a single word, as before, and misunderstood the shepherd’s meaning. He thought he meant: “I asked you to watch my sheep and look what happened! This lamb became lame, thanks to you!”

The harvester was understandably insulted and turned to the shepherd. “How dare you come to me with complaints? Am I to blame? You are the one who left the sheep untended. What do you want from me?”

The shepherd thought that the harvester was dissatisfied with the gift.

He picked up the lamb to show him that it was really a decent gift, indeed. “See,” he gestured, “it is fat and healthy. The only thing wrong with it is its leg. It will make a tasty meal, I am sure!” He again pointed to the broken foot as if to say that that was its only defect.

Seeing the shepherd harping on the broken foot convinced the harvester that the shepherd was again accusing him of being negligent. Fuming, he shouted, “Leave me be, idiot! What business is it of mine?” And he shoved the shepherd backwards.

Shocked by such coarse behavior, the shepherd stepped forward and pushed the harvester. Before long, the two were pummeling one another with heavy blows.

Along came a traveler, hot and dusty from the road. Noticing a horse wandering in the field untethered, he was curious to see if it belonged to anyone, since he wished to ride it a bit. Seeing no one about, he decided to climb on its back for the time being, and ask questions later. He rode on until he came upon the two quarreling men. When they saw the stranger, they ran up to him, grabbed hold of the reins, and asked him to dismount, so that he could resolve their dispute.

The rider, who did not understand either of the two, was sure that they were the owners of the horse demanding an explanation for his having appropriated their animal. Afraid of punishment, he leaped off and ran away.

The remaining two were sure that he had gone off to get help and were afraid of getting into trouble. Both fled as well; the shepherd urging his sheep forward and the harvester shouldering his tools.

The scene returned to its pastoral serenity, with only the horse left to graze upon the delicious clover.

As for the three men, each ran off in different directions, feeling disappointed and frustrated.

The shepherd could not understand why the harvester had been so insulted at the gift he had offered. Had he owed him anything to begin with?

The harvester did not understand why the shepherd blamed him for the sheep’s broken leg, when he had not been to blame.

And the traveler wondered why the two men had attacked him for taking a ride on an untethered horse. He had not meant to steal it!

Each of the three was convinced that he was right. How, then, had such a misunderstanding resulted?

The reason is very simple: Each one interpreted the other’s actions according to his own way of thinking. No one tried to understand what the other was saying. Lack of communication was to blame for this argument.

We do speak the same language as our friends and acquaintances. Nevertheless, we still misinterpret one another’s true meaning and intent.These misunderstandings can often lead to ill feelings, quarrels and even blows.

The most important thing to remember and keep it in mind and you never can miss: Make an effort to really understand, not making your conclusions beforehand.

Such are the thoughts of one devoid of understanding; a senseless and misguided person thinks foolishly. (Sirach 16:23)

(Adapted from the Ben Ish Chai)

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Filling the Little Opening

Posted on Monday, 4, November, 2019Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

Yosef was a successful business man. He had a very fine home, a beautiful wife and a great fortune. Life was good and he gave a lot to charity.

It is said, “The world is like a water-wheel the buckets ascend full and descend empty. Who is rich today may not be so tomorrow.” (Exodus Rabbah 31:14)

oon the clouds of misfortune gathered and Yosef lost his business, fortune, wife, and his fine home. Throughout his hardship he held strongly onto his faith — the only thing he had left.

Filling the Little Opening

One day he stopped to watch some men doing stonework on a synagogue. One of them was working hard chiseling a triangular piece of stone. “What are you going to do with that?” asked Yosef. The workman said, “See that little opening away up there near the top of the menorah? Well, I’m shaping this down here, so it will fit in up there.”

Tears filled the eyes of Yosef as he walked away, for it seemed that the Holy One, blessed be He had spoken through the workman to explain his trouble through which he was passing, “I’m shaping you down here, so you’ll fit in up there.

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The Counsel of the Wagon Driver

Posted on Thursday, 17, October, 2019Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

A wealthy rabbi decided to hire a wagon driver to take him to a distant village. The servant was a very poor man, who dressed in rags, his feet were wrapped with burlap because he had traded his shoes for food. He was hungry, and the rabbi noticed that he had nothing to eat for the long journey. Most wagon drivers would sing or hum a tune to pass the time, but this wagon driver was quiet, a sad and sullen look on his face.

When they pulled over to give the old horse a rest, the rabbi shared his bread and jam with the servant. The servant began to weep. “Thank you for your kindness,” the servant said, “It has been so long since I have been treated with dignity.”

The rabbi thought for a moment and then said: “I have an idea.”

“Let’s switch places” said the rabbi.

The rabbi took off his fine coat and hat and gave it to the servant. Then he took off his shoes and gave them to the servant. When the servant removed his rags, the rabbi donned the rags, even wrapping his feet.

The wealthy rabbi drove the wagon into a village. In the village he announced that a great and holy rabbi had arrived to provide advice and blessings to the Jewish community.

Wagon Driver

The townspeople greeted the servant, who they all thought was the rabbi, with a feast. The servant had soup, fish, and even chicken, something he hadn’t eaten for years. He even had a nice piece of rugelach.

Then the townspeople began to tell the servant about a very difficult dispute in the town. One man began to argue that he was right because of a particular Talmudic passage, the other man said that he was right because of a passage in another section of the Talmud – it was a bitter argument and it divided the entire town.

The servant stroked his chin and
closed his eyes. Then he said:

“My friends, the questions that you ask, they have been asked before in other towns. You may think that they are complicated, but actually they are very easily understood. In fact, I believe that even a lowly wagon driver could answer these questions for you!”

At that point, the rabbi, disguised as the wagon driver, walked in and began to answer the questions of the townspeople.

In the morning, the servant and the
rabbi left the village and switched clothing, but now, the servant began to sing as he drove the wagon.

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The Teshuvah of a Horse

Posted on Friday, 11, October, 2019Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

Moshe Milner made a good living from the mill that he owned on the outskirts of the holy city of Jerusalem. The huge millstone was turned by the steady and patient treading of a horse which spent its days pacing round and round in an endless circle. Moshe was hardly ever seen at the mill. He preferred to study the holy books, so he allowed all the work of the mill to be supervised by his manager, Gershom Gibor. This allowed him to be free to devote all his time to Torah study.

When Gershom Gibor, the manager passed away, another man was hired to oversee the running of the mill. This new manager decided to improve the operation of the mill by replacing the slow, old horse with a new, massive one, stronger by far than the other horses that had worked there before. The new horse accomplished the work so much more quickly than the previous ones that it became known as the “wonder horse.”

Soon word of this magnificent horse spread through the countryside, and people came from near and far to try to buy the fabulous animal. Much more money was waiting to be made through the horse if it would be used for other, more demanding tasks than turning a millstone, such as pulling huge loads, or transporting the wealthy from place to place.

Moshe Milner was unwilling to sell the horse, and refused all offers that were presented to him. It seemed that no matter how many times he said “no,” and how many people he turned away, offers continued to come his way from people who wished to purchase the horse.

Finally, Moshe became tired of the frequent interruptions to his Torah study. So he set a price for the “wonder horse” of 25 gold coins — a sum that would support a family for a long time. Surely, no one would be so foolish as to make an offer like that! Moshe underestimated the interest of his would-be buyers. One merchant actually came up with the sum, and a deal was struck.

The night before the sale was to be finalized, Moshe couldn’t sleep. He tossed and turned in his bed until, finally, in the middle of the night, he dressed and left the house, telling his family he would soon return.

His employees were shocked to see the owner, Moshe Milner, arrive at the mill. As he never visited the mill during the day, what was he doing there in the middle of the night? Moshe walked straight up to the horse, as all of the employees looked on. He stopped at the horse’s side and whispered a few words in the mighty animal’s ear. Immediately, the horse fell dead on the spot. Moshe said nothing and returned to his home.

The next day news quickly spread that the “wonder horse” had died the previous night, for no apparent reason. “A perfectly healthy horse!” everyone exclaimed, and a horse worth 25 gold coins! Who had ever heard of such a thing!


Wonder Horse

Moshe Milner called his family and friends and related the amazing story of the previous evening. “Last night I couldn’t sleep. I tossed and turned for hours, and when I fell asleep at last, I had a very strange dream. In the dream my former employee, Gershom Gibor, appeared to me and said, ‘I must confess to you. I wasn’t the wonderful manager you thought me to be. I stole from you throughout all the years I worked at the mill. When I died and appeared before the heavenly court, I was informed that the only way I could atone for my terrible sin against man and G‑d was to return to earth in the form of your mill horse, so that I could repay my debt to you. I was given an especially strong body so that I could work extra hard. For months I toiled tirelessly, making up for what I stole from you through the years.

“But it seems I did my job too well, for I became renowned for my strength and stamina. When I heard that you were planning to sell me, I was horrified. I would not be able to expiate my sins unless I was working for you in your mill. If you would sell me, I would have to return to earth once more, perhaps in an even lesser form, to atone for my misdeeds. I cannot bear the idea of returning again, so I beg you, please forgive me for what I did to you.’

“When I heard his plea, I jumped up out of bed and ran immediately to the mill. I went up to the horse and told him that I forgave him with all my heart, and that he no longer owed me a single penny. When he heard my words, he expired, for he had fulfilled his purpose here on earth. Now, poor Gershom Gibor will find his peace in the next world . . .”

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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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Honesty and Lashon Hara

Posted on Wednesday, 4, September, 2019Wednesday, 21, September, 2022 by Rabbi

Managing a house can be very challenging. It happened that a husband wanted to ease the stress on his wife and so they decided to hire domestic to help with the needs of the home.

After many interviews, Rahima, a woman with an excellent reputation in the neighborhood was hired. Rahima seemed to be a perfect match to the needs of the wife. After speaking to her for a few moments, it was obvious that Rahima was just the person to relieve the overworked wife.

Everything was going very well until a neighbor, Yente Feiga, planted the seeds of distrust by mentioning that Rahima was Mizrachi – more Arab than Jewish.

Yente Feiga came to the house one morning and found Rahima briskly pushing a broom. “If a woman like Rahima agrees to work for you, she certainly does not do it for the sake of the meager salary you pay her.”

“So what else would she want?”

“You know how Arabs are. They steal!”

The husband and wife strongly rejected this baseless slander. Rahima would never do such a thing. A few days later, the wife noticed that while sweeping the floor, Rahima never looked her in the eye and the woman’s dress had very large pockets pockets.

As the days went by, the husband and wife carefully watched Rahima and noticed that as she was cleaning our silverware she seemed to smile. The suspicious signs grew in number. Tension mounted and became unbearable. The couple thought about calling the police.

The wife realized that so far all the “evidence” against Rahima was circumstantial. Yente Feiga offered her advice.

Lashon Hara

“You must trip her up. I told you her kind cannot be trusted.” Now listen carefully, “Hide something, for instance a bank note, somewhere in the house, and if she finds and does not return it, you can have her arrested.”

Next day the couple set the trap. After careful thought, they decided to hide a five-pound note under a rug.

When the husband and wife returned from the market that afternoon, Rahima met them,

“Shalom I found ten pounds under the rug while I was cleaning…”

The couple were ashamed and began to argue, “In fact I have always trusted our Rahima,” the wife said. “I knew you were wrong when you stubbornly insisted that such an honest woman could bring it upon herself to steal.”

“Oh, so it was I who said that she stole!” the husband shouted. “That’s a fine thing to say! For the past two days I have tried to protect this fine woman against your slanderous insinuations.”

“Hahaha. You’ve got to be joking.”

“So I am funny, what?”

“I lost my temper, but maybe you could tell me why you hid a ten-pound note under the rug, when we had agreed on a five-pound one? Had Rahima pinched the money—which naturally was out of the question—we would needlessly have lost five pounds.”

The couple did not speak to one another for hours.

When Rahima had finished her day’s work, she came to say good night.

“Good night, Rahima,” the wife said warmly. “Don’t be late tomorrow.”

“All right,” the domestic replied. “Is there anything madam wishes to give me?”

“Give you something? No, Rahima, I don’t think so.”

This answer sparked the neighborhood’s noisiest brawl in two thousand years.

“So madam does not want to give me anything!” Rahima shrieked, and her eyes spurted fire and brimstone. “And what about my money? Hey? You know only too well that you put a five-pound note under the rug, so that I should steal it!”

The wife changed color and the husband hung his head in shame. .

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Rahima became impatient. “Perhaps you want to keep my money?”

“Sorry, ma’am.” The husband answered filled with shame. “Here are your five pounds, ma’am.”

Rahima grabbed the five pounds out of his hand and put them into one of her large pockets.

“It goes without saying,” she added, “that I won’t work in a house where they steal. Luckily I found out in time. . . . One can’t trust anybody nowadays. . . . Terrible.”

The husband and wife never saw her again, and the worst part of the affair is that Yente Feiga spread the rumor all over the neighborhood that they tried to rob a poor woman.

May all your tales end with Shalom (peace)

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