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i just read this and thought to share it:

“Why Lord Don’t You Answer My Prayers?”
by Fr. Robert (Bob) McQueeney

I had a magnificent Irish Wolfhound. His name was Morgan. He died a few months ago. I really miss him. He was such good company.

I used to cook for him. Sounds silly. But to me he was worth it. When the local store had a sale on chickens – I’d buy a few and keep them in the freezer. I’d boil one and of course strip the meat from the bones. One night he was sitting next to me in the kitchen. He was watching my every move with fixed intensity. It came to me that he was saying to himself, “Hey Pop, how come you’re throwing those bones away! You know how much I love bones. Please let me have 'em.”

There was no way in the world that I could explain to him that chicken bones splinter. One might stick through his intestines and cause peritonitis. Those chicken bones might kill him!

How many times I have stormed Heaven for something I considered terribly important. But my request went unanswered, despite my most ardent prayers. Later it would occur to me, “Maybe I was praying for chicken bones!”

Fr. Bob
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i just read this and thought to share it:

“Why Lord Don’t You Answer My Prayers?”
by Fr. Robert (Bob) McQueeney

I had a magnificent Irish Wolfhound. His name was Morgan. He died a few months ago. I really miss him. He was such good company.

I used to cook for him. Sounds silly. But to me he was worth it. When the local store had a sale on chickens – I’d buy a few and keep them in the freezer. I’d boil one and of course strip the meat from the bones. One night he was sitting next to me in the kitchen. He was watching my every move with fixed intensity. It came to me that he was saying to himself, “Hey Pop, how come you’re throwing those bones away! You know how much I love bones. Please let me have 'em.”

There was no way in the world that I could explain to him that chicken bones splinter. One might stick through his intestines and cause peritonitis. Those chicken bones might kill him!

How many times I have stormed Heaven for something I considered terribly important. But my request went unanswered, despite my most ardent prayers. Later it would occur to me, “Maybe I was praying for chicken bones!”

Fr. Bob
Great story
 
I like all the stories that have been posted. Thank you all for doing so.👍
 
The first question that one is asked when he stands before the throne of God is:

“Were you fair and honest in all your business dealings?”
 
There was a sage who alway carried to notes with him where ever he went. The note in his left pocket read “For me Hashem created the world.” The note in his right pocket read “I am but dust and ashes.”

“The trick,” he said, “is knowing when to pull out which note.”
 
There was a sage who alway carried to notes with him where ever he went. The note in his left pocket read “For me Hashem created the world.” The note in his right pocket read “I am but dust and ashes.”

“The trick,” he said, “is knowing when to pull out which note.”
very true 😃 . Good to have this thread back 👍
 
The first question that one is asked when he stands before the throne of God is:

“Were you fair and honest in all your business dealings?”
Business dealings???:confused:
Also how do we know what God is going to ask…none of us has died yet?
 
Business dealings???:confused:
Also how do we know what God is going to ask…none of us has died yet?
yes, business dealings. It emphasizes the importance of treating your fellow human fairly.
 
LOL!.
And if you do not have a business what are you asked?
First some scriptual support: Leviticus 16:36 “You must have honest scales, honest weights, and honest measures, I am Hashem your God who brought you out from the Land of Egypt.”

“If you sell something to your neighbor or buy something from your neighbor’s hand, you shall not wrong one another.” Lev. 25:14

Isaiah complained: “Your silver has become dross, your wine diluted with water.” (most commentaries agree that this is not a metaphor but refers to actual deceptive practices in ancient Judah and Jerusalem that angered God.

The Talmud is so concerned with honest measures that the sages even prohibit vendors of liquids from pouring a liquid rapidly from a great height. Since foam is generated, the consumer ends up with less liquid.

God, Who may sojourn in Your tent? Who may dwell upon Your holy mountain? One who walks in total integrity, does what is right, and speaks the truth from his heart. One who has no slander on his tongue, who has done his fellow human no evil nor cast disgrace upon his close one…. Whoever does these things shall never falter. Psalm 15

My original post on this was from the Babylonian Talmud, Shabbos 31a. I don’t know what the second question is.
 
When Rabbi Adda bar Ahavah was asked to what he attributed his long life, he replied thathe had never lost his temper in the midst of his family.
 
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