The Chafetz Chaim asked him: “How did you get
here?” “By coach” the visitor replied. The Chafetz Chaim went outside to look
at the carriage that brought his visitor to him. After examining the carriage,
the Chafetz Chaim commented to his guest: “I don’t see a dining room, kitchen,
or even a bed inside of this thing!” “But Rabbi, I am just traveling through
your town. Travellers don’t bring their beds and kitchens with them!”
The Chafetz Chaim answered: “I too am
traveling…Traveling through this world to the World to Come. This lifetime is
temporary - why should I amass amenities and possessions?”
This is the lesson of Sh'mitta - the Year of
Rest: Every seventh year, no planting or harvesting is done. After seven times
seven, there is a Year of Jubilee. Life is temporary, almost fragile. We are
just passing through."
As I prepare to leave, it might be worth
reminding myself that I have been here for six years. Over that time, I have
acquired quite a number of 'things'
H’m.
Tu amènes de l'eau à mon moulin
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I never typed the word "reply", how strange!!
ReplyDeleteGipsy
Water to your windmill. Now, that is strange
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