Jewish Stories Podcast

"When I came into the house of my friend, with the bundle of money in my pocket, I felt ashamed of what I had done…"

The driver’s mother didn’t say much, but half an hour before sunset she placed two candles on the table and lit them.

“Please, forgive me,” muttered the wagon driver. “I had no idea who you were, and I request forgiveness for wronging you.”

Trouble was brewing in St. Petersburg, and the Tzemach Tzedek immediately set to work to have the decree abolished.

A king once had a prized jewel, the crown jewel in his magnificent diadem. But one morning, to his dismay, he discovered a single thin crack descending down its face.