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The Rabbi’s Gift

THE RABBI’S GIFT
 

On the edge of the monastery woods, an old rabbi had built a little hut. He would come there from time to time to fast and pray. No one ever spoke with him, but whenever he appeared, the word would be passed from monk to monk, “The rabbi walks in the woods.” And for as long as he was there, the monks would feel sustained by his prayerful presence.

One day the abbot decided to visit the rabbi and to open his heart to him. So, after the morning Eucharist, he set out through the woods. As he approached the hut, the abbot saw the rabbi standing in the doorway, his arms outstretched in welcome. It was as though he had been waiting there for some time. The two embraced like long-lost brothers. Then they stepped back and just stood there, smiling at one another with smiles their faces could hardly contain.

After a while the rabbi motioned the abbot to enter. In the middle of the room was a wooden table with the Scriptures open on it. They sat there for a moment, in the presence of the book. Then the rabbi began to cry. The abbot could not contain himself. He covered his face with his hands and began to cry too. For the first time in his life, he cried his heart out. The two men sat there like lost children, filling the hut with their sobs and wetting the wood of the table with their tears.

After the tears had ceased to flow and all was quiet again, the rabbi lifted his head. “You and your brothers are serving God with heavy hearts,” he said. “You have come to ask a teaching of me. I will give you a teaching but you can only repeat it once. After that, no one must ever say it aloud again.”

The rabbi looked straight at the abbot and said,” The Messiah is among you.”

For a while, all was silent. Then the rabbi said, “Now you must go.”

The abbot left without a word and without ever looking back.

The next morning, the abbot called his monks together in the chapter room. He told them he had received a teaching from “the rabbi who walks in the woods” and that this teaching was never to be spoken aloud. Then he looked at each of his brothers and said,”The rabbi said that one of us is the Messiah.”

The monks were started by this saying. “What could it mean?” they asked themselves.”Is Brother John the Messiah? Or Father Matthew? Or Brother Thomas? Am I the Messiah? What could this mean?”

They were all deeply puzzled by the rabbi’s teaching. But no one ever mentioned it again.

As time went by, the monks began to treat one another with a very special reverence. There was a gentle, wholehearted, human quality about them now which was hard to describe but easy to notice. They lived with one another as men who had finally found something. But they prayed the Scriptures together as men who were always looking for something. Occasional visitors found themselves deeply moved by the lives of these monks. Before long, people were coming from far and wide to be nourished by the prayer life of the monks and young men were asking, once again, to become part of the community.

In those days, the rabbi no longer walked in the woods. His hut had fallen into ruins. But somehow or other, the old monks who had taken his teaching to heart still felt sustained by his prayerful presence.

 

(William J. Bausch, Storytelling, Imagination and Faith)

 

 

So… what does the parable mean?

V The monastery is a symbol for each place and “journey of life”, and the life of the church

V The value of prayer, worship and community as essential in the life of faith

V Old rabbi is a mentor, model, shepherd, teacher, prophet – each person and community needs one.

V Word and Eucharist as source and summit of journey of faith and life

V The value of welcome, compassion, mercy

V The teaching in the Incarnation – “the Word became flesh”, divine in human; God and man

V Value of the sense of the sacred; respect and reverence

V God is with us. “through Him, with Him, in Him”

V Jesus’ Real Presence in Word, Sacrament, Church

Saint Katharine Drexel