A rabbi was painting his fence on day. He was meditating on the fact that life is so brief. It’s just a vapor, he was thinking. About that time, a man came along the road pulling a horse. “Where are you going with that horse?’ “I’m going to town to sell it.” The rabbi said, “You ought to have said that you are going to sell it, if it is the Lord’s will.” The man said, “The Lord got nothing to do with it. I raised the horse to sell. I am going to sell it.” The rabbi said, “I’m telling you, life is short. You ought to say, ‘if it is God’s will’.” The man responded, “Look, I raised this horse. I have an appointment with potential buyer. The Lord does not have anything to do with it.” H walked off, dragging the horse. The rabbi kept painting his fence. About an hour and one half later he looked up and saw the man walking toward him. His pants were down, his shoes were gone, he was trying cover himself up with his shirt...