A Hasid once went to a country fair. He put down his streimel for a moment to wipe his brow. An instant later when he reached for the hat it was gone. Looking this way and that way he saw a sea of streimels like his own. What to do? With a stroke of insight he cried out, “Look, look! The streimels on the thief’s head is on fire.” At once as man swept off his hat and betrayed his guilt.” - Rabbi Jonathan Gerard Thank God all people are endowed with a sense of guilt and remorse. It keeps our yester ha-ra in check.
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