If I angrily punished him for insulting me in his time of bitterness, then people would begin to question my objectivity and my judgment.
In his youth, tradition tells us, he lived the life of a pauper. Many a week he would fast two days, and even during his fast he would sit in the beis midrash and continue his studies.
“You can have your choice,” said the wise king. “You can choose to take this gold, 100 pieces each, or I can give you each three pieces of advice.”
A search of the premises failed to turn up any sign of the money and suspicion was directed against the shamash who had access to the entire house.
The day of the bidding for the franchise arrived and the community decided to make one last attempt to get Aptov to change his mind.
“This way I am purchasing Olam Habah with the mitzvah of building a mikvah,” the rich man explained.
The agent’s plan proved to be successful. Rich people began to respect him more and more. They increased the size of their donations. One wealthy patron, however, refused to give him any money at all.
You are constantly urging people to give charity, and you are instrumental in providing them with great mitzvos.
Rabi Chanina prayed and suddenly the room became brilliantly lit and a huge hand appeared and snatched the golden leg and disappeared with it.
Naturally, when these angels are called upon to testify concerning the life of the man who created them, being liars, they tell all sorts of false tales concerning this man.
After he finished he said to them, “Had I not familiarized myself with the subject you would have put me to public shame.”
The people trembled in fear. But standing at the side during the whole conversation was young Naftali – who understood Polish and overheard everything that had been said.
All day they prayed; all day they fasted. It was to no avail. The skies remained as before, the rain locked in and the land still thirsty.
Suddenly, it appears that the Satan has become pious. In addition, he causes you to gossip, which in itself is a terrible sin.
A miracle occurred throughout the world: all the waters in wells, caves, rivers and even in glasses also divided and remained so until Bnei Yisrael passed through the sea.
While still a young man, his fame spread quickly and many communities wished for him to lead them.
By having a powerful army ready and prepared to do battle at a moment’s notice. But he should be discreet in using the army. He should carry a big stick but speak softly.
Aristeas remained in Jerusalem viewing the sights. He was honored by being permitted to view the services in the Temple when the priests officiated.
Onkelos, however, was unhappy. Something within his soul told him that his life was empty and lacking in the important things that make one’s existence meaningful.
Choni was astounded at what he had heard. “Apparently, I must have been sleeping for 70 years,” he thought to himself.
I ask myself how I dared to accept the lofty position of rav in this community when I know that I am not worthy of it.
When Reb Aryeh Leib heard this he said, “Congratulations, you have succeeded in hitting upon the same answer as the Vilna Gaon.”
But the furious merchant would not listen to his word and slapped him across the face – twice! Rav Avraham Abush suffered the blows in silence, refusing to use his name or prestige to protect himself.
Even on the coldest and snowiest days one could see Rav Avraham Abush standing at someone’s front door, asking for help for a needy person.
They all gathered in the main synagogue to formulate a plan of action. At the height of the discussion, someone suggested using Nachumka.
Rav Ephraim Zalman would therefore dress modestly – he would not purchase silk or satin clothes, which were very expensive, although he could well afford it.
The Ibn Ezra awoke with a start. Rushing into his library he picked up a sefer given to him by a talmid. Sure enough, it attempted to prove that Shabbos was to be observed from Saturday morning until Sunday morning.
Every day a casket filled with gold would be lowered from the walls of Jerusalem and in return the army of Aristobulos would send up cattle for the korbanos.
I am the daughter of Rav Nechuniah, the one who has dug all the wells and water holes for the people, and I fell into this pit last night. Please help me to get out of here for I cannot do it alone.