One hot Sunday afternoon in the summer of 1991, an elderly lady was patiently waiting her turn in the long line of Jewish women and girls from all walks of life, each one anticipating the moment of receiving the Rebbe’s blessing and the dollar bill to be given to tzedakah.

When her turn finally arrived, this lady blurted out in her simple Yiddish, “Rebbe! I’ve been standing here for only an hour and I’m already exhausted. You have been standing here for hours and hours, and just look….!”

The Rebbe smiled gently and said, “When you are counting diamonds, you don’t get tired.”