A Hasidic tale: You were not beating me…

Once a Rabbi and his disciple were traveling through a small village in Ukraine. A woman saw the Rabbi and mistook him for her husband who had abandoned her years before. She jumped on him and began to beat and curse him unmercifully.

When she realized her mistake, she broke down and wept uncontrollably.

“Don’t cry,” said the rebbe. “You were not beating me, you were beating your husband.”

Then softly to his disciple he said, “How often we hurt others when we are striking at someone else.”

Does this story resonate with you in any way? How so?


About Darryl Willis

Darryl has been working for non-profits for over 36 years. His current work takes him to Ukraine several times a year. He has fallen in love with the country and the people. Darryl writes poetry and his work has appeared in several online and print journals.
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