Feivel
and Moshe were not only brothers, they were also the best of friends, living
not far from each other in a small shtetl. But life had treated them both very
differently: Feivel was a wealthy man, but he and his wife Rachel were
childless; Moshe and his wife Devorah had a house full of children, but they
barely managed to make ends meet.
One
day Feivel hesitantly approached his brother with a proposition.
"Moshe,
you know that I have no children while you and your wife, Devorah, have been
blessed with such a large family."Perhaps you would consider giving us one of your children to raise
in our home and to treat as our own?" Rachel and I were talking the other day, and
we wondered—perhaps you would consider giving us one of your children to raise
in our home and to treat as our own? Of course the child would still be yours…
but we would be able to provide him or her with all the best that money can
buy. For us to have even one child in our home would be truly wonderful—and you
already have so many children!"
Moshe
told his brother that he would discuss this idea with his wife. That night,
after the children had gone to sleep, he broached the idea to Devorah.
"I
don't know," she said hesitantly, "it would be so difficult… Which child would
we give away?"
"Let's
go check them out," suggested Moshe.
So
they went into the first bedroom, where all the boys were sleeping. Alex—no,
they couldn't give away Alex, he was such a happy soul; he brought joy into the
whole house. Berel? No, he was too sensitive. Aaron was growing into such a scholar,
a real nachas—no, not Aaron. And not
Chaim, and not Herschel and not Eli…
In
the girls' room, matters did not get any easier. Golda was too shy, and it wouldn't be good for Zelda or Leah…Sara was the artistic one, Miriam
was her mother's helper in the kitchen, Dina was so good with the little ones,
Golda was too shy, and it wouldn't be good for Zelda or Leah…
The
next day, Moshe went over to Feivel's house.
"We
thought about your suggestion, and we really wanted to help you out," he
explained. "But you – and I – made one mistake. You said I have many children,
and maybe I could give one of them to you. But the truth is I don't have many
children: I have one Alex and one Sara and one Herschel
and one Miriam… And how can I give away
any one of these children?"
The
Baal Shem Tov taught that "G‑d's love for each and every Jew is infinitely
greater than the love of elderly parents for their only child born to them in
their later years."
Each
soul is unique, special, and precious.
How
do we see our fellow Jews? Do we share G‑d's perspective?