It has been freeeeezing in the ‘Ou Transvaal’…….. Can just imagine how cold it has been in the Cape, with all the rain & snow…. The ‘Ou Transvaal’ has been VERY cold, and we are not used to this type of weather…… Hopefully it starts clearing up….
Next week is the last round, before the Grand Finale of the Super 15, 2018 season starts….
The Reds, Rebels game was a local Aussie derby, and the less said the better….. The Reds did well to beat the Rebels, who had the odd good movements…Not nearly enough 27-13
The Crusaders V Highlanders was another GR8888888 display by the Crusaders, who have been awesome this season……… 47- 27 is a GROOOOT Klap, as the Highlanders are a very good team also….. Good to see Kieran Reid back on the field.. Lekker running game …A ‘Michiel’ to watch….
The Chiefs v Brumbies was a tough battle, and methinks the genius that is Damien Mc Kenzie pulled them thru this one…..24-19…..which was a very close finish… even Pocock could not save them from defeat……
The Hurricanes, Blues an all NZ derby, was tough, and again, Lekker Rugger to watch … The Hurricanes never stopped running and the ‘Barret’’ Broers were all over….. Some E-mazing runs and passes….High powered Rugger at its best….
42- 24 …..
As soon as the plane landed they headed for a store and bought outrageous shorts, shirts, sandals, and sunglasses.
The next morning they were at the beach, enjoying drinks, sunshine and the scenery when a topless blonde walked straight towards them. They couldn't help but stare.
As the blonde passed them she smiled and said, "Good Morning, Fathers".
Stunned, they wondered how in the world she knew that they were priests.
So they went back to the store to buy even more outrageous outfits.
Now in their new attire, they settled down in their chairs to enjoy the sunshine.
After a little while the same gorgeous topless blonde came walking towards them.
Again she nodded at each of them and said, "Good Morning, Fathers."
One of the priests couldn't stand it any longer and asked, “Young lady, we are priests and proud of it, but how in the world did you know when we are dressed as we are?”
It’s me Sister Catherine, Father…… (Ag Neeeeeeee…..)
The Waratah’s, Sunwolves was a shocker, after the Sunwolves got a RED card, and it was all over…..The Sunwolves beat the Mighty Bulls last week, and then go and lose hopelessly against the Waratah’s …this Tukka was a ‘Warem Klap’ 77 -25
The Bulls really surprised against the Jaguares 43 -34….was not plain sailing, BUT….they managed a win in the end………
An American Jew immigrates to Israel, settles in Tel-Aviv, and gets an office job.
After a while he feels as if he's missing out on all the local color of being in the Middle East. So he buys a camel, and rides it to work every day, while Israelis whiz pass him on the highway in their cars.
One day his camel is stolen, so he goes to report it to the police.
The policeman takes out a 'missing camel' form and starts to ask questions.
"This camel of yours, what color was it?". The man responds, "Well, it was sort of grey...kind of brown...I don't really remember". The policeman writes, "Colour: Unknown".
"How many humps did the camel have?". "Well...it's hard to say...I had a saddle on it and I couldn't tell the number of humps." The officer writes, "Humps: unknown".
"What sex was the camel?". The man responds, "It was a male." The cop asks,
"You didn't know what colour it was, or how many humps it had, so how do you know the sex?" The man responds,
"Because every time I would ride him to work down the highway, every Israeli who saw us go by would say, ….
'Look at the big schmuck on that camel!' ( Eishhhhhhhhhhhh………).
The Stormers v Sharks was not the greatest Rugger, and I got all my Superbru predictions correct, except I chose the Sharkies, and they got dunked in the end….. 27 -16 ….Poor finishing by both teams made this a game to forget, with the Sharks backline guilty of squandering many good balls, fumbling, knocking and dropping balls everywhere……
This week is the last round, and then we start the finale, and of course the NZ teams must be favourites to take the Super 15 again, BUT….like we say in the Sokka World Cup, strange things happen……
Wimbledon is now entering the final stage this weekend…… It has again been a ‘Miechel’ to watch….and what a game Federer & Anderson had….. Roger should have taken it, BUT…..age does catch up….. What a GR888888888 tennis warrior he has been…..
The World Sokka Cup in 2018, was Tukka an eye opener with most of the favourite teams being knocked out and we end up with Croatia playing France in the final Cannot see Croatia winning , BUT….if they run at the French, who knows….. England was poooooor…. And played as if they were 3-0 up, and got Klapped for it…….. They coming home with ‘Niks’……………
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Wisdom of Effrikka ……………
On Wisdom ~ Wisdom is like a baobab tree; no one individual can embrace it.
On War ~ When two elephants fight, it is the grass that gets trampled.
On Perspective ~ Despite the beauty of the moon, sun and the stars, the sky also has a threatening thunder and striking lightening.
On Beauty ~ The most beautiful fig may contain a worm.
On size ~ “If you think you are too small to make a difference, you haven't spent the night with a mosquito.”
On Learning ~ Wealth, if you use it, comes to an end; learning, if you use it, increases. -
On Wisdom ~ The fool speaks, the wise man listens.
On Function ~ The surface of the water is beautiful, but it is no good to sleep on.
On Beauty ~ Ugliness with a good character is better than beauty.
Very quiet time in the ‘Yiddisher’ community in the ‘Beloved Country due to the 3 week period, leading up to the 9th.Day of Av…… No music allowed and there are no Chasene till after that…..then of course it is Mishuga till Rosh Hashanah which is a 5 week period of ‘HECTIC’ Yiddisher functions…..
They are having the Souff Effrikken Rabbi’s conference in Israel at the moment….. Looks like a GR8888888888 conference…….. Was good to see Rabbi’s Kurtstag & Suchard joining in…. Thanks to Rabbi Ari Kieveman for the pictures; http://www.stantgsm.com/category/pictures/4
The Garrun Group , who are short term insurers had a team summit Kilamanjaro this week. The MD, Cliff Garrun who was at Highlands with me and his Boet Peter was in my years, wife Robyn & Zunnelle Matthew were in the team, and of course the Main Man Brett Levitas was also there…..Well done, it’s no joke….. Picture; http://www.stantgsm.com/category/pictures/4
My Homeboy, Roland Kopel has managed to get tickets for the final, and stays in Russia till next week….. Reckons it was Tukka ‘Bakgat’…..and spent last Shabbos with the Chief Rabbi of Russia (Seriaaaaaaaaas)…. And another E-mazing World Cup Sokka story is that of Marc Hummel, who won a DSTV competition for two to see a semi and the final….. David Zimmerman went with him….. Now that is Tukka a GR8888888 thing to win……Both originally from Sandton Shul, and both Frum….Pictures; http://www.stantgsm.com/category/pictures/4
The construction on the BIG LB (Louis Botha Ave) has taken another turn, with them closing off the one part of the road, from the Wynberg Bridge till Marlboro…..no notice was given and it was total chaos on Thursday & Friday……and to make things worse ALL the robots on the Grayston Bridge were out of order……Gridlock like u never seen……and the chaos continues on the BIG LB, with each section being redone a few times, and I am sure that not one official even knows what is supposed to be happening with the construction….
The Funny side of going to a Ladies Looooo .....
When you have to visit a public bathroom, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place.
Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied.
Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall.
You get in to find the door won't latch.
It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants!
The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty.
You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there was one ,but there isn't - so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR!), yank down your pants, and assume " The Stance."
In this position your aging, toneless (God I should have gone to the gym!!!) thigh muscles begin to shake.
You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold “The Stance".
To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying,
"Honey, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper! "Your thighs shake more.
You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your purse. (Oh yeah, the purse around your neck, that now, you have to hold up trying not to strangle yourself at the same time). That will have to do.
You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It's still smaller than your thumbnail.
Someone pushes your door open because the latch doesn't work.
The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backward against the tank of the toilet.
"Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, lose your footing altogether, and slide down directly onto the TOILET SEAT…….It is wet of course.
You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper - not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try.
You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because, you're certain her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear,
"You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get".
By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose against the inside of the bowl that sprays a fine mist of water that covers your butt and runs down your legs and into your shoes.
The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too
At this point, you give up.. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat.
You try to wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks.
You can't figure out how to operate the faucets with the automatic sensors,.....so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women still waiting.
You are no longer able to smile politely to them.
A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, "Here, you just might need this".
As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used, and left the men's restroom.
Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?" ...........
This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with a public restrooms (rest??? you've GOT to be kidding!!). It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long.
It also answers their other commonly asked questions about why women go to the restroom in pairs.
It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your purse, and hand you Kleenex under the door! ( Eishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….)
The Durban July came and went, with a bit of excitement in the Ppaers on Friday…..It has Tukka become a place for the well-heeled Black Businessman to be seen, and they arrive in big numbers…. ‘Young Julius’ was spotted , with an immaculate suit and all the accessories to go with it….. Surely for a politican who is fighting for the rights of the very poorest, he should not be going to ‘Vicer’ type gatherings…???? For the record, the main race at Africa’s biggest equestrian event, the Vodacom Durban July, was won by trainer Justin Snaith’s horse ‘Do It Again’. Snaith’s horses also won second and third also. Anton Marcus was the winning jockey, with his 5th July win, and at 48, Eishhhhhh how many more years…??? He and part owner of Do it Right, Bernhard Kantor are Yidden……
Eli is a Genealogist of note……….. Eli Rabinowitz – 'Gib A Kuk' at his blog…E-mazing news from 'Der Heims' & The 'Beloved Country'…. http://elirab.me/ ..
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….Shwekey is Coming! Tuesday 28 August - Concert at Carnival City. Booking will open soon. The concerts have always been E-mazing, so book once it opens….
A teacher asks a student:
"What kind of woman would you like to be with when you're all grown up?"
"A woman like the moon!" Answers the kid
"That's beautiful," breathes the teacher, "what a choice! Because you'd like her to be beautiful and radiant like the moon?"
"No, I’d like her to appear at night and disappear come morning!"
After Bob died, everyone gathered at his funeral. Then the minister started to speak:
"He was a model husband, a decent man, a terrific father..."
The widow then makes a motion for her son to come to her.
"What is it mother?" he whispers.
"Dear, go check the casket, I think we're at the wrong funeral..."
"The new neighbours are so in love," remarks Susan to her husband,
"he hugs her, kisses her and strokes her hair.
Why don't you do that?"
"Because I don't know her that well."
Knock on the door.
"Hello sir, would you like to contribute something to the old folks home?"
"Yes, actually." Beams the old man.
"Inge, put your jacket on and pack a suitcase!"
An elderly couple is walking in the city, hand in hand, when they pass a jewellery store.
The wife turns to her husband with a smile:
"Love, would you buy me a chain?"
"Why?" Asks the husband, "Tired of being free?"
A Good Shabbos reader, Leon Moss , who is ‘Amper’ 85, lives in Israel, and as a past time, writes about the goings on in his retirement village in Israel ( not Protea), near Netanya ……….. Leon is also an ‘old’ boy of Highlands North High School ……he mentioned that he has a few ‘Meisa’s’ and I said send them to me .I have put it on the info section…Click here; http://stantgsm.com/category/info/15
Got a very interesting ‘Meisa’ about a ‘Yiddisher’ institution in Brakpan, which has been around for 96 years…… That’s Absoluuuuuuuuuuutly E-mazing……
"Michael and Asne Adno arrived in Souf Efrikka from Lithuania in 1922, with the first of their five children, who was born en route via the then Palestine. They made their home in Brakpan because they had relatives in the area and also believed in the future potential of the town. Michael and Asne, tailors by trade, could not even speak English, but lost no time in learning and opened a men's clothing store in Modder Road (now Voortrekker Road) in 1922.It was the start of a business which has seen three generations at the helm.The couple's fourth child, Albie, took charge of the business in 1946 after matriculating. With his wife Beulah (living in Brakpan to this day) at his side, Albie continued the wonderful service offered at Adno's. He passed away in August 1999, a week before his 70th birthday. His daughter Gillian Adno Verity took over in January 2000, ably assisted by a dedicated staff. Adno's still stocks men's clothing but school uniforms take the lead, catering to the greater Brakpan area.
"The shop" is now in its 96th year. With chain stores popping up all around it and large department stores offering cheaper deals to the town, Adno's holds on to its position but needs support from the ‘Yiddisher’ community. Take a road trip to Brakpan! Pop in to visit Gillian and show your support for a great Jewish institution or Like and share their Facebook page." They are at 554 Voortrekker Road, Brakpan,
(011) 740-9123 / 4 “ ….Quite an E-mazing story…..was talking to my Chaver, Roy Friedman (Photographer), and he tells me that 40 years ago, he used to catch a train, and take pictures for their annual catalogue…… Another E-mazing fact is that the house I have stayed in for the past 36 years I bought from Ivan (Ikey) Berger who came from Brakpan, and Issy Berman, one of the Directors of the original Walter A. Chipkin was also from ‘Brakkies’, as was my Chaver Barry Blumenfeld…… Pop in and say SHALOM……!!!!!! Pictures ; http://www.stantgsm.com/category/pictures/4
A principal goal is the right thing for the right reason in the right way …
Gerald David’s Taxi Service is available for reliable and friendly airport shuttles and more. Contact Gerald on either 082 907 5507 or 011786 6580 (The ‘Yiddisher Shlepper’) ………. firstname.lastname@example.org
The VBS bank, that lent Jacob Zuma the ‘geld’ to pay back the money for Nkandla, has been put in liquidation, and the ‘Gunavis’ coming out of that deal is E-mazing…… Jacob Zuma’s Zunnelle Vusi, passed away, having suffered from Lupus, at the age of 25, and his brother Dudazane came from Dubai (??) for the fureral….and was questioned on arrival, and things not looking to rosey for him….. Jacob told him not to come, BUT…..I suppose with the ‘Zupta’s’ behind you, you become very brave….. Not sure they will be able to nail him on the many charges he faces….??? Who knows… https://www.businesslive.co.za/bd/national/2018-07-06-duduzane-zuma-arrives-in-sa-to-attend-brothers-funeral-and-appear-in-court/ …BUT…..Jacob has many worries now….. not that he can’t handle them……
The longest street in the world is Yonge street in Toronto Canada measuring 1,896 km (1,178 miles)
Cars were first started with ignition keys in 1949
The ‘Buffalo’ made a special trip to see the King of the Zulu’s, Zwelithini and assure him that his Land was safe and he had nothing to worry about….Quite sad actually, as his Kingdom owns The Ingonyama Trust which is a corporate entity formed to administer the land traditionally owned by the Zulu people just before the advent of democracy in South Africa. As of 1994, the trust owns 3-million hectares of land – given ownership by the outgoing apartheid government. The mandate of the trust is to "benefit the material welfare and social well-being of the members of the tribes and communities" of the Zulu people who live on this land. Goodwill Zwelithini, is the sole trustee. In other words, the king holds all the land on which his subjects live, work and farm. They also get R60m subsidy from the Government every year….????
A Rabbi was walking down the street in Monsey on Shabbat after the davening was over at shul, when he looked in the window of a house and he saw three men playing cards.
The Rabbi went over to the house and called the men out into the street to talk to them.
The Rabbi asked the first man why was he playing cards on the Shabbat?
The man replied, " I am so sorry Rabbi, But I forgot it was Shabbat."
The Rabbi asked the second man what do you have to say? The man replied, " I am sorry Rabbi, But I forgot I was not allowed to play cards on Shabbat."
Finally, the Rabbi came to the third man and the man replied, "Please forgive me Rabbi, "I FORGOT TO PULL DOWN THE WINDOW SHADE ON SHABBAT!!! ( Oy Vy…….)
My friend thinks he is smart.
He told me an onion is the only food that makes you cry, so I threw a coconut at his face.
I have being saying for years, that they missed a Golden opportunity to silence ‘Young Julius’ when he was up for Tax evasion, BUT…..they let him off the hook, and today he is the ‘Baaaaas’…… he can utter anything he wants and gets away with it, and the Rabble ‘Kleib Nachus’ in his madness……. A very dangerous man to have around, as he is being stage managed to get the most out of every outburst, and there are many…. Good article by Justice Malala https://select.timeslive.co.za/ideas/2018-07-09-why-sas-future-belongs-to-malema-not-cyril/
A man had just settled into his seat next to the window on the plane when another man sat down in the aisle seat and put his black Labrador retriever in the middle seat next to the man.
The first man looked very quizzically at the dog and asked why the dog was allowed on the plane.
The second man explained that he was from the Police Drugs Enforcement Agency and that the dog was a 'sniffing dog'.
'His name is Sniffer and he's the best there is. I'll show you once we get airborne,when I put him to work.'
The plane took off, and once it has levelled out, the Policeman said, 'Watch this.'
He told Sniffer to 'search'.
Sniffer jumped down, walked along the aisle, and finally sat very purposefully next to a woman for several seconds.
Sniffer then returned to his seat and put one paw on the policeman's arm.
The Policeman said, 'Good boy', and he turned to the man and said, 'That woman is in possession of marijuana,
I'm making a note of her seat number and the authorities will apprehend her when we land.
'Gee, that's pretty good,' replied the first man.
Once again, the Policeman sent Sniffer to search the aisles.
The Lab sniffed about, sat down beside a man for a few seconds, returned to its seat, and this time he placed two paws on the agent's arm.
The Policeman said, 'That man is carrying cocaine, so again, I'm making a note of his seat number for the police.'
'I like it !' said his seat mate.
The Policeman then told Sniffer to 'search' again.
Sniffer walked up and down the aisles for a little while, sat down for a moment, and then came racing back to the agent, jumped into the middle seat and proceeded to ‘Poooooh’ all over the place.
The first man was really disgusted by this behaviour and couldn't figure out how or why a well-trained dog would behave like that, so he asked the Policeman, 'What's going on ?'
The Policeman nervously replied, 'He's just found a bomb.' (Yislaaaaaaaaaaaaaik……...).
Dedicated to the Refua Sheleima of Chaya Leah bas Yaffa.
To take heed, take leave.
“These are the journeys of the Children of Israel ... They journeyed from Elim and
encamped by the Sea of Reads. They journeyed from the Sea of Reads and encamped in the
Wilderness of Zin. They journeyed from the Wilderness of Zin ...”
~ Numbers 33:1,10-12
When summarising the route followed by Israel in their exodus from Egypt, the Torah
records each encampment and the journey from it.
Why not simply list the stops along the way?
Because every juncture of a journey has meaning. However, the lesson, depth and profundity
of each stage is only understood when you move on from it.
Don’t be scared to move forward in your life.
You only gain from what you leave behind when you put it behind you.
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Mazeltov to my Zunnelle Joel & Gina on the birth of their Princess, Batsheva Ella weighing in at 3.9kg…….. (Phew)... Mazzies to my Machuten, Elaine & Paul Levin (Slaaaaaapstad) … and to my wife Ava….. Mazzies to the Great Grandmothers, Edith Grunbaum & Anette Levin…… Family is Tukka growing…… Mazeltov to the whole Mishpocha…
Mazeltov to Danny and Carla (Tanner) Blumberg on the birth of their Zunnelle…. To Bobba’s & Zaida’s Bernard and Anne Tanner and Gary & Helena Blumberg ….. Mazeltov…….The Tanners are at Sandton Shul and I have known the Blumberg’s for baie ‘Jare’….Gary’s Boet is ‘Billy Blumberg…..Mazeltov to the whole Mishpocha……
Mazeltov to Charlie Kling, who celebrated her Batmitzvah at the Kotel in Yerushalayim…..Mazzies to Daniella & Wayne, and Grand Parents Selwyn & Louella Josset …. This is the second Simcha for the Josset’s in a few weeks the other being the Bar/Batmitzvah in Atlanta…… ….Mazeltov to the whole Mishpocha…. Pictures… http://www.stantgsm.com/
Sincere condolences to the Brouze family on the loss of their Beloved Jack who passed away in Cape Town….Jack & his wife Inez had a leather goods store in our local ‘Glen Manor’ shopping centre ‘Amolikke Yoren’, which grew into Busby with their Zunnelle Keith…… Sincere condolences to the whole family..
Sincere condolences to the Perkal family on the loss of their Beloved Maisie …. A few of her Zunnelle’s were at Highlands with me, Trevor & Raymond…..and Raymond ran the Nitzutz Band for Simcha’s ‘Amolikke Yoren’ with Michael Ash… Maisie would have been 91 next month.. Her 5 Zunnelle’s Raymond, Trevor, Colin Charles & Adrian were here from all the world to be with her .She lived on her own with a cleaning helper once a week and was driving until 3 weeks before she passed away ….She had 15 grandchildren and 21 great grandchildren with more to come…..Sincere condolences to the family…..
Is it the money or the man, the cash or the kids? What is most important in our lives? Of course, no one ever admits to putting money ahead of their children, but is it not an all too common phenomenon? Aren’t most parents, even good parents, guilty of making that mistake now and then?
This week, the Jewish People are preparing for the conquest of Canaan. In anticipation of entering the Promised Land the tribes of Reuben and Gad make a special request of Moses.
They had abundant herds of livestock and the land east of the Jordan River was especially fertile and suitable for grazing. They asked Moses if they could inherit this land rather than the land west of the Jordan. In making this request they expressed themselves thus: “Pens for the flock shall we build here for our livestock and cities for our small children.”
Immediately, Moses chastises them and corrects their mistake. “Build for yourselves cities for your small children and pens for your flock.” Moses turns around their sequence, putting the children ahead of the animals.
Rashi observes that those tribes were more concerned about their money, i.e. livestock, than they were about their sons and daughters. Moshe needed to give them a lesson in values and priorities. Put family first. Possessions come later.
The veteran American spiritual leader, Rabbi David Hollander was renowned for always finding an appropriate anecdote to fit the message. Concerning this Parsha, he once told me the story of a fellow who somehow managed to get himself locked in inside a big department store after they closed up for the day. To compound the problem, it was over a holiday weekend. Cellphones had not yet been invented. When all his attempts to get out proved futile, he decided to give vent to his frustrations by taking revenge on the store management. He spent the time of his incarceration swapping price tags on the merchandise. It was long before bar codes. The result? A mink coat was now priced at $29.99, a necktie at $999.00. Furniture was going for the price of peanuts, the latest hi-fi for a song, and a set of underwear was absolutely unaffordable! Imagine the chaos when the store reopened.
And the question is, are our own price tags correctly marked? Do we value the things in our own lives correctly? Are our priorities in order? Or do we too put the cattle and the sheep – the car and the office – ahead of our children?
How many workaholic husbands have told their wives, “Honey, I’m doing it all for you and the kids?” But the businesses we are busy building for them actually take us away from them in the most important and formative years of their lives. Rightly has it been said, “The best thing you can spend on your kids is not money but time.”
I’ve seen many people become “successes” over the years. They achieve professional success, career success, business success growing their fame and fortunes. Too many in the process have become family failures. At the end of the day, our deepest satisfaction in life comes not from our professional achievements but from our family - the growth, stability and togetherness that we have nurtured over the years - what our Jewish parents and grandparents simply called Nachas.
“Jewish wealth is not measured in property portfolios or stocks and bonds” (to paraphrase the Previous Rebbe). True Jewish wealth is being blessed with children who walk in the ways of G-d. For that, we need to be there for them and with them.
A congregant of mine once walked up to me and proclaimed, “Rabbi, I am a millionaire!” I knew the man to be of modest financial means, but he immediately explained, “I’m a millionaire in Nachas!”