As the world came into being, so did tolerance. It may be the most amazing thing about our world--that it can carry on ever so loosely tied, enduring so perfectly in its imperfection.
Without tolerance, the sages say, our world could not stand. A world of perfection--a world that follows precisely every dictate from Above--is not a world. It is a fetus that has never left its womb, for it presents nothing of its own. A real world is one whose creatures can pass or fail, can blunder about until they eventually beat their path to the truth. Only a world that is allowed to stumble can learn to stand on its own feet.
"And such a world," G–d said, "is worth My tolerance."
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I love today's words about Tolerance: how there is perfection in our blundering in order to find our way Home to the truth. How touchingly this is compares to our children--upon whom we so naturally shower our compassion--and great delight-- as they learn to stand and walk. We greet their efforts with such patience; may we greet our own this way! Thank you, Tzvi and Chabad.org!
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