Weekly Chasidic Story #983 (s5776-55 / 23 Elul 5776) Still Asleep at Midnight "What's so urgent that can't keep until morning?" asked Rabbi Shmuel Munkes. Connection: Seaonal - Week of Selichot before Rosh HaShana.
Still Asleep at Midnight
Rabbi Shmuel Munkes once was traveling to spend Rosh Hashanah with his Rebbe, Rabbi Schneur Zalman of Liadi, when something happened that caused him to be stranded in a small village over Shabbat. Soon after Shabbat was over, the villagers retired to nap before the start
of Selichot at midnight, the solemn prayer for forgiveness that opens the High
Holiday season. In the home of Rabbi Shmuel's host there was much confusion. The entire family had dressed and gathered at the door, prayer-books in hand, ready to depart for the synagogue; but their prestigious guest had yet to emerge from his room. Finally, the villager knocked softly on Rabbi Shmuel's door. No response. Slowly he entered the room. To his amazement, he found the pious chasid sound asleep. "Reb Shmuel, Reb Shmuel," he urged, shaking his guest awake. "Come quickly. Selichot!" Rabbi Shmuel's only response was to burrow even more deeply under the covers. "Hurry, Reb Shmuel," his host persisted. "They're about to begin in the synagogue any moment now." "Begin what?" asked Rabbi Shmuel, quite obviously annoyed. "It's the middle of the night. Why are you waking me in the middle of the night?" "What's the matter with you?" cried the villager. "Tonight is Selichot! A fine Jew you are! Why, if I hadn't woken you, you would have slept through the entire Selichot!" "Selichot?" asked Rabbi Shmuel. "What is Selichot?" Rabbi Shmuel's host was beside himself with incredulity. "Are you mocking me? Didn't you know that today was the Shabbat before Rosh Hashanah? Every man, woman and child of the village is now in the synagogue, trembling with trepidation. Soon the Prayer Leader will begin chanting the Selichot prayers and the entire community will burst into tears, praying and begging G-d to bless them with a good year..." "So that's what this commotion is all about?" asked Rabbi Shmuel. "You're going to the synagogue to pray? What's so urgent that can't keep until morning? What are you praying for?" "There's so much to pray for, Reb Shmuel," sighed the villager. "I pray that the cow should give enough milk to keep my children healthy. I pray that the oats should fetch a good price on the market this year, for soon I shall have a daughter to marry off. I pray that my horse should not break a leg, G-d forbid, as happened the year before last...." "I don't understand," interrupted Rabbi Shmuel. "Since when
do grown men wake up in the middle of the night to ask for a bit of milk?"
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