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The Chassid and the Fool at the Leipzig Fair


One day, the great Chassid Rabbi Hillel of Paritch (1795-1864) was struck with an immense longing to spend Shabbat with his Rebbe, Rabbi Menachem Mendel of Lubavitch. But to realize this desire was quite another matter: it was already late in the week, and many miles separated Babroisk (where Rabbi Hillel lived at the time) from Lubavitch. There seemed no way to make it to the Rebbe in time for Shabbat.

But then a young Chassid offered to make the trip. His sleek new coach and superb horses could do the job, he insisted. However, time was short, so Rabbi Hillel must agree to two conditions: they would take the highway (as a rule, Rabbi Hillel refused to make use of the paved roadway constructed by the wicked Czar Nikolai) and Rabbi Hillel would not take too much time with his prayers. Under the circumstances, the elder Chassid agreed.

That night they slept at a wayside inn. In the morning, the young fellow prayed and breakfasted and then looked in on Rabbi Hillel. Still praying. After a while he checked again -- same story. Hours went by, and still the old Chassid continued to pour out his heart before his Creator.

When Rabbi Hillel finally finished, his companion was quite upset. "I don't understand," he complained. "You wanted to spend Shabbat with the Rebbe, and you promised to hurry with your prayers. Now you've ruined all our chances of reaching Lubavitch on time!''

Answered Reb Hillel: "Let us say that you wished to journey to the Leipzig fair to purchase some rare merchandise, available nowhere else. But on the way you met another merchant, who is offering the very same wares at a good price. Only a fool would say, 'But I must go to Leipzig!' The purpose of the journey is not some town or another, but the sought-after merchandise.

"Why does one go to the Rebbe, if to not seek his counsel in how to arouse oneself to the love and awe of G-d in prayer? So if on the way to Lubavitch my praying goes well, should I dump the merchandise and run to Leipzig?''


Biographical note: Rabbi Hillel Malisov, known as "Reb Hillel of Paritch," was born in Khometz, Russia in 1795. In his youth, he was a follower of Rabbi Mordechai of Chernobel, but was drawn toward Chabad Chassidism by his study of Tanya and an encounter with Chabad's founder, Rabbi Schneur Zalman of Liadi. In 1815 he began to travel regularly to Rabbi Schneur Zalman's successor, Rabbi DovBer of Lubavitch and, after the latter's passing, was a chassid of the third Rebbe of Chabad, Rabbi Menachem Mendel of Lubavitch. Rabbi Hillel served as rabbi in the towns of Paritch and Babroisk. He passed away in Kherson in 1864. He is the author of Pelach HaRimon, a book of Chassidic philosophy.

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From Once Upon A Chassid (Kehot, 1994), by Yanki Tauber.

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Posted: Dec 30, 2010
along the "High Way"
This is a beautiful story that is illustrative of LOVE, what the story is all about, meaning all of our stories. It is in the journey we often reach our destination, and it is in the very stops along the way, as so wonderfully told.

I do love it that we can constantly tell stories that do mirror the true meaning of life itself, that journey, the path of empathy and LOVE of the Creator. The meaning of to love with all one's heart, with all one's soul, and with all one's might. We can stop, right here, in the "hear" and now, to hear that still small voice that calls to us all in prayer, in praise.
Posted By ruth housman, marshfield hills, ma



 


Prayer: an Anthology
The Cabdriver
The Fork in the Road
The Chassid and the Fool at the Leipzig Fair
The Bulkhead
The Old Man on the Island
Getting There
The Prayerbook
A Guest, a Fish, and a Prayer
The Dancing Jews
The Ladder
Father Prays
Bread, Guilt and Grace
Holding G‑d in Her Hands
A Man I Met in Shul
Uncle Irv
Words
Spitting
Advice to an Expectant Mother
You
A Rehearsal for Redemption
Enter the Beloved
Is G-d a He?
The Cosmology of the Mitzvot
A Glass of Milk
The Tzaddik's Prayer
Talking With G‑d
Holy War
Bless You!
Wrestling with Angels
Why Do We Pray?
If G-d Knows Best, What's the Point of Prayer?
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