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Who is I?


One night a disciple of the great Maggid of Mezritch  was returning after a long trip with his master. On the way, he decided to visit the city of Karlin to meet its renowned Rabbi Aharon. He arrived after midnight and headed straight to the Rabbi's house. He saw a light in the window so he knocked on the door. The Hasidim are accustomed to use given names in addressing one another.  The disciple called out, “Aharon, please open the door.”  He heard the knock and the voice and asked, “Who is at the door?”  The disciple answered, “It is I” (Dos bin ich). It was a long pause until the Rabbi words cut through the silence, “Who is it the dares to speak of himself as ‘I’? Only the Lord can say ‘I’!"  -Rabbi S.Y. Zevin

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