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If they were wrongly accused or there b'shogeg then this might be okay to say.....

Ki sovoi...
"You shall go to the place the Eternal your G-d will choose" - a Jew must know that when he goes from one place to another, he is not going on his own, but is being directed from Above. And the intention and purpose in this is... "...to cause His Name to dwell there" that is, to make G-d known in the place to which he was Divinely led.

You are to utterly dedicate yourself to making G-d known there. How does one "make G-d known"? With a B'racha and a posuk of Tehillim."


I will bezrat hashem provide snacks and a Tehillim.

When they asked the Mitteler Rebbe - "Don't you hear this Parsha every year?" he replied,

"When father reads, one hears no curses."

Da Full Moon.

"The moon of my night"

Stam news...

The white top "our Sarah Palin" wore on Shabbos had cashmere in it. Her laundress didn't realize that till it came out of the wash....

Lesson for the day - Don't wash cashmere in warm water with bleach.


I said it was stam.

Mitga'agim....

There is a lump under the covers.

The shelves are empty.

The place is quiet.

Too quiet.

No laughter.

Still.


"Don't cry" you said. But that was yesterday.
What about today?

In Preparation for Chai Elul...

Alter Rebbe, Shneur Z.

"Do you know what ohr means?"
"Yes, light"
"Good, do you know what shnei means?
(as I'm lifting two fingers)
"Snow?"

M'ha'sunshine sheli....

"I have so much to do."

(I'm thinking probably dishes, laundry etc...)

"It's already a week into Elul and I haven't done anything."

Don't judge me till you are in my place....

and since you will never get to "my place", meaning - have my strengths, my weaknesses, my challenges etc..., then you are NEVER going to get that chance to judge me.

True Story

Knock knock.
"Hi, we're missionaries from the blah blah blah church."
"Oh, no thank you, good-bye."
"Is there anything we can do for your family today?"
"Um, do you do windows?"
"Oh sure, we would love to do that, really."
"It's okay, I was just joking."

"In that case how about cleaning my toilets?" Is what I should have said and made them do!

And they politely left.

The bounce in the step...

The twinkle in the eye...

The smile in the heart....






.......gone.



Time does not heal -

Perhaps it dulls.

The Rebbe writes....

The idea of bitachon is to feel reassured and convinced that Hashem will help overcome all difficulties in life, both material and spiritual, since 'G-d is my light and my help'. (L'dovid Hashem oiri v'yishi, which is said throughout the month of elul, the month of preparation for the new year..)

It is especially certain that everyone, man or woman, is able to carry out his or her mission in life, and do so with joy, reflection on the extraordinary privilege of having been chosen by G-d to he His emissary on earth for the purpose of dira b'tachtonim and with the assurance of having G-d's light, help and fortitude to carry out this mission.

Why allow yourself to know the truth???

Suddenly my Russian host turns to me, looks me in the eye, and says, "I think you are a spy!"
"Why do you think that?" I ask in wonderment , at the same time thinking, What on earth?!
"Look at your teeth," he replies, pointing at the rows of metal lining my pearly whites.
"Those are called braces, dude!"
"That's what you say. But I know that they really hold a radio inside them that allows you to transmit anything that you want to wherever you want. It's a very sophisticated system, " he said, as if impressed, "but nobody pulls something like that over Boris. You are a spy, is what I'm thinking."
What a nutcase, is what I'm thinking.

What are you going to say to someone like that?
He knew the details, had the entire plot figured out, and the fact that he was totally off base made no difference to him at all. Why allow yourself to be ruled by reality if you can just as easily live in a world of fantasy?

Do you regret not...?

Even if I do -
that is something I will have to live with.




rex racer

A Special Tribute

Lots and lots of....

....holiness ....unholiness

....children k"eh ....litter

...israelies k"eh ....meshugoyim





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Different memories. Yet memories nonetheless.

What will become of all the memories, are they to scatter with the dust in the breeze?

The nimshal is clear

The king is going to test the devotion of his people, his nation.

King will drop a feather from his palace window.
On whomever the feather lands, he will be zoche to be the king's korbon. (Yes, he will die, for the king's sake).

All gather below the window.
Shouts of, "Long live the king" can be heard.
The king gently drops the feather out of the window.
The people, the nation, are huddled together shouting with great devotion - "Long live the king!,
Long live the King!"
And the feather is slowly making it's way down towards the enthusiastic crowd.
As the feather reaches the heads of the shouting citizens -
you see them raising their heads -
blowing
the feather
away
from them,
between shouts of: "Long live the King".