Chassidic Stories

There's no better way to make a point than to tell a story...

Classic chassidic tales. There's no better way to make a point than to tell a story...

Reunited Under a Downpour
When a couple couldn't procreate, they went to their Maggid, who gave them a unique mission.
The Friday-Afternoon Blessing
Living as a downtrodden shell of her former self, Leah's blank eyes reflected the agony that gripped her heart.
The Lost Boy and the Secret Slip of Parchment
“I have three very strong horses, fast as deer,” he whispered. “If you’re willing to pay, I’ll take the innkeeper and his family to a city far from here. Tonight.”
In the Nick of Time
He Got the Wrong Man!
It did not take long until they had dragged me before the town rabbi, demanding that I divorce my “wife.”
The Yellow Ointment
“So make it yellow,” replied Kusheh. And that is exactly what he did.
Saved by Leeches (and Faith)
The husband laughed bitterly. “See?” he said, “You spent all that time and money to visit your rebbe, and he gave you the most useless advice. How are leeches going to bring us the funds we so desperately need?”
When the Odessa Matzah-Bakers Outfoxed the KGB
In the Soviet Union, even getting a piece of matzah for the Seder was fraught with danger
The Wagon Driver and the Stranger
“Please invite the wagon driver to come see me,” said the Rebbe upon hearing that the man was in town.
Why Only the Postman Jumped Up
Despite his efforts to maintain a low profile, word of Reb Eizel’s arrival traveled quickly . . .
The Secret Benefactor
"Now you know why I felt compelled to attend the funeral of such an extraordinary person.”
The Boy Who Could Not Walk
They crisscrossed Russia, trudging from doctor to doctor, but even the greatest specialists threw their hands up in despair.
In time, rumors began to circulate that she had been acting improperly with another man.
Like every eligible male in Czarist Russia, Peretz Chein eventually received a letter stating that he was required to show up at a conscription office.
How the Simple Villager Changed His Ways
Although the villager was a simple Jew, he hoped that his children would one day surpass his meager knowledge of Torah.
How the Gulag Judge Lit the Menorah
As the Siberian winter deepened, Chanukah came, and a group of young Jewish prisoners convened for a short meeting.
Saved by His Honesty
Besides his day job, he had another duty, one that he carried out secretly and with great devotion . . .
Saved From the Monastery
The landlady on the floor wailing hysterically. Her only son, she sobbed, had agreed to convert to Christianity, and was being held in a locked room in a monastery.
The Man Who Wanted to Be Poor
Though people in the synagogue pitied him, he felt no shame.
The Golden-Ruble Sheepskin
"When you are approached by a villager who offers to sell you something, buy it at once."
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