Tuesday, August 19, 2014
so much nachas from one daughter
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Are You Poor? Do we appreciate everything we have?
Are You Poor? Do we appreciate everything we have?
One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the purpose of showing his son how poor people live.
They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"
"It was great, Dad."
"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.
"Oh yes," said the son.
"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.
The son answered: "I saw that we have one dog and they had four.
We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a
river that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.
Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.
We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go
beyond our sight.
We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.
We buy our food, but they grow theirs.
We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."
The boy's father was speechless.
Then his son added, "Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are."
Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.
Over the Wall to the Sukkah
5. Over the Wall to the Sukkah
Rabbi Abraham of Slonim (the Yesod HaAvodah) arrived at the synagogue in the
morning on the first day of Sukkot and found a Jewish soldier there. The
rebbe called him over and said, "I see light shining from you. What did you
do?" The soldier was speechless; he had no idea what to say. But when the
rebbe pressed him he told the rebbe what had happened the previous night,
the first night of Sukkot. He was a guard in his army camp and was feeling
badly that he wouldn't he able to observe the mitzvah of being in a sukkah.
Then he saw that beyond the wall around the camp there was a Jewish home and
in its courtyard was a sukkah. Now, if he left his post he could be shot but
he decided that after all the officers left and he was alone, he would climb
the wall and be in the sukkah. As time passed he began to be upset because
the officers were not leaving and the mitzvah is traditionally performed
most perfectly before midnight. But fifteen minutes before midnight everyone
left and he was alone. He stuck a piece of bread in his pocket and jumped
over the wall quickly so no other soldiers could see him, he made kiddush on
the bread (which is permitted if one has no wine) and sat eating in the
sukkah. Then he quickly jumped back over the wall. He was so happy, he told
the rebbe, that he had fulfilled the mitzvah with self-sacrifice. "That's
beautiful," said the rebbe, "but you wouldn't shine so much from that. Tell
me more." Then the soldier admitted that he was so happy at what he had done
that he had danced in the camp the whole night. "Now I understand why you're
shining so much," said the rebbe. (Yehi Or, p.264)