There was an old Jew, a widower, who lived way out at the edge of town. He had heard through the temple â€˜grapevineâ€™ that the rabbi would be making the rounds, seeking contributions for the poor.
It was a dark, cold, blustery winter night, and the old man thought to himself, â€œWell, the rabbi sure wonâ€™t be out in this kind of weather.â€
No sooner had this thought crossed his mind than there came a knock at the door. â€œNow who could that be on a night like this?â€, thought the old gentleman.
He opened the door and lo and behold, there stood the rabbi, covered with snow and ice!
â€œRabbiâ€, said the old man, â€œfor heavenâ€™s sake, come in from the cold!â€
â€œNo, noâ€, said the rabbi, â€œI canâ€™t, I havenâ€™t time, Iâ€™m just making the rounds, reminding everyone of theâ€¦â€
â€œYes, rabbi, I know, but the weather is awful, PLEASE come in and warm yourself!â€
â€œNo, noâ€, said the rabbi, â€œI must be goingâ€¦â€
Then the old man grabbed the rabbi by the lapels and literally dragged him into the living room. â€œRabbiâ€, said the man, "sit here by the fire, warm yourself, for goodness sake, why did you keep us out there in the cold?â€
â€œBecauseâ€, said the rabbi, â€œI wanted you to know how it feels to be out in the cold!â€
What a story.
Brings up memories.
I grew up where the snow never fell. My Army service was in Germany. One evening took a buss to a movie theater. Watched movie and had to walk back. There was already snow but I did not expect it to continue. It was like well over a mile of snowing cold. When I got back first thing was to see if the temperature actually reached 0 degrees F, which I thought it must have. Turn on radio, couldn't confirm.
Anyway, for the first time kicking snow and such cold was new to me.
Don't we all seek new experiences?