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 A king sent his precious son to other kingdoms to acquire wisdom and experience. The prince traveled far, squandering his wealth on newly discovered pleasurable excesses. He wound up lonely and penniless in a region so distant that nobody had heard of his father. Struggling for survival, he longed for home. The journey home was arduous, but when the king saw his long-lost son returning in genuine remorse, he forgave the prince for his errant choices and embraced him with passionate love. We are G-d’s children. He sends our souls on distant journeys into corporeal bodies to study Torah and perform mitzvot so we can earn an unprecedented ascent. We grow corrupted through love for our bodies, money, and human cravings. Our immersion in pleasures leaves our souls terribly distanced from G-d— where He is not recognized. Our souls forget their former spirituality, becoming impoverished spiritually and materially, a condition aggravated by our protracted exile. When a Jew suddenly returns to G-d, as we do during Tishrei, G-d’s mercy erupts at the sight of His lost beloved son. G-d absolves our waywardness on Yom Kippur, and He warmly embraces us during Sukkot. As our Sages state on the verse, Take [the lulav] for yourselves on the first day… (Leviticus 23:40): “This is ‘the first day’ for reckoning sins,” because our record was cleansed on Yom Kippur. G-d embraces us, enveloping us with the sukkah walls and the sechach, as it is stated, His right arm embraced me (Song of Songs 2:6). Focus: Your journey was challenging, but now you are home: Sit in a sukkah, immersed in G-d’s loving embrace. Keter Shem Tov Available at Kehot.com סיפור חסידי Once Upon a Chasid The Test Once the Baal Shem Tov sat with his disciples for the festive meal of Rosh Chodesh, and his face was serious. The disciples knew from previous occasions things that would put their Rebbe in a more joyous mood, and they tried, but with no success. Then, a certain village-dwelling Jew entered, named Reb Dovid. Immediately upon his entry the Baal Shem Tov became full of joy—he treated him warmly, gave him a place to sit, and also gave him a piece of his “hamotzi” (bread).