Suppose that we lived in a place that had a King.
Suppose further, that when one wanted to know what the King wanted one to do,
that one went to the castle and got to talk personally with Majesty,
who is loved by his people.
One day, the King goes someplace, for a while,
and now some of the people, who wish to please him, say:
“What shall we do, the King not being here to talk to,
to ask what is his will for me? How can I know if what I do,
in His absence, will be pleasing to Him?”
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Farfel, who is one of the oldest inhabitants of the Kingdom -
who hasn’t said word one, for 40 years, who sits by a wood stove,
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hears this discussion swirling about him.
“What shall we do? How can we know his will?”
Suddenly, the people are startled out of their wits.
A courteous, soft-spoken voice is heard - coming from the area close
to the wood stove:
“He has always told us what he wants us to do,” says Farfel.
“Just do that, until his majesty returns.”
The Corporal Works of Mercy
Feed the hungry
Give drink to the thirsty
Clothe the naked
Shelter the homeless
Visit the sick
Visit those in prison
Bury the dead
The Spiritual Works of Mercy
instruct the ignorant
counsel the doubtful
admonish sinners
bear wrongs patiently
forgive offences willingly
comfort the afflicted
pray for the living and the dead
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Farfel nods off in sleep. He knows that Majesty knows
how his bones ache, summer and winter, and that He
would want Farfel to have a nap.
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