Amazing story about Shabbat

There was a couple that lived in Europe. The couple was from known to be the great their was off the charts. Every day they had guests in the house and Shabbat. Wow. Shabbat. Their table was they would have guests galore. They would bring home from anyone who needed a place. Everybody knew this family, this couple, their house was always open to guests. But in spite of the fact that they did amazing for many many years, they were never to have children. They were childless for almost 15 years. But that didn't stop them. Theirat was off the charts. Listen to this. After they had the people over on Shabbat, they would insist that the guests would stay over Saturday night. They would give them a big goodbye meal Sunday morning like a breakfast. And they would actually send them off their guests into the week with a tremendous feeling of. And then upon leaving they would turn to their guests and hand each guest a little sack of gold coins to give them some money to kick off the week in a good way. They took this to new levels. It was off the charts what they did. But in spite of the fact of 15 years of the greatest they still remain childless. One Shabbat they were middle of Shabbat meal Friday night and this was wee hours into the night. They were singing and just then there was a knock on the door. So the husband jumps up and he runs to the door and he opens the door and there he sees a guy a Jew completely not religious and it was very clear that the guy just got off his horse just that moment finished traveling from a different town. It was absolutely clear as the guy himself just said I just came from the other town that this guy Shabbat but it made no difference to this husband. He turned to him and said come on in my friend you look hungry. Meanwhile, all the guests on the table looking at each other. Look at this guy. Mahal Shabbat. He lets in Shabbat to his house. But wait, not only did he let him in, he brought him to the front of the table. He sat him next to the Balabite. He gave him honor. He turned to his wife quickly. Bring another setting. Bring him from the food that he already missed in the meal. I want him to start from the beginning so he'll get all the stages of what we put out tonight in tonight's meal. I want him to get the entree and then the salads and then the cantaloupe. I don't want him to go straight to the I want to open his appetite and then give him the main meal. The guests are looking at each other. Why is he giving this guy so much caring so much about him is Shabbat Shabbat? Certain areas in God forbid like a Why is he giving them such honor? The guy's like a And the guests started to mumble under their breath and they were very upset. Just then walks up to the guests and whispers to them so that he shouldn't hear, "This is my guest. This is my house. It makes no difference to me the religious level of a Jew. Every Jew is invited to my home. This is my and this is the way I am doing it. When they heard the strong tone of the they backed off. They stopped mumbling. They stopped bickering. They let it go. Shabbat went on and this Shabbat was given the literally the honor of royalty. The next meal he sat him again in the front, gave him maybe more than everybody else. And then the next meal as well. And then that night he turned to the guy and he said to him, "I I I insist like all my other guests, you stay over Saturday night. Sunday morning I make a big breakfast to send off my guests and I also give them a satchet of gold coins. Please stay." And the guests are looking at each other, "Why is he taking care of this guy? Look at this guy. Nobody buys him nothing." The next morning, everybody's about to leave. The Balabite goes around. He hugs each one of his guests. He thanks them for coming. He tells them that they did him a favor. You know those amazing people that they actually convince you that you did them the favor and then he hands them that little satch little satchel of gold coins and then the last guy he comes to Shabbat and he gives him a hug and he looks him in the eye and with such warmth he says to him thank you if you're ever around no matter when no matter what time my house is open to you and here's the gold coins. The man takes the gold coins and smiles. And then Mahal Shabbat looks at the husband and says, "I want to tell you something. I am Eliohani and they sent me from Shamay to test you. They sent me from Shamay to find out if your was for any Jew or maybe you had a limit to only your type of Jews." And I want to tell you something. you pass the test. Sometimes we got to ask this question to ourselves. Are we all about showing the favor and goodwill and warmth to the people that come off to us as my type of Jew? Are we only nice to the people that come off in our eyes as someone that's my type of Jew? This guy was a sinner. says, "I came to you as a Shabbat and you didn't bat an eyelash. I wanted to see what was really about and now we see in heaven that there was no limitations. You have a love for every single Jew. You didn't judge me. You didn't jump to conclusions. You weren't bickering. You weren't burying when you knew that I came in." No. You opened your arms. You put me by the table. And you treated me literally like a family member. He looks the husband in the eye and he says to him, "You're going to have a child this year and this child is going to light up the entire world." That's how the world was to the great Balto. That was the baby that was born that year is baltov. And these were the parents of the baltov. That was ely. Why? What did they do? What did they do? What did they do? Did they save the lives of a city? Did they did they did they did they go and build the yeshiva of thousands of students? No. They did one thing one thing. They didn't judge another Jew. And because of that, they were to be the parents to bring no one less than the greatest of the great, the great into the world. Don't judge. They didn't judge. They were nice to someone who wasn't religious. We pushed so many people away only because at our first knee-jerk reaction, they don't look like our type of Jew. We push so many away. Ela was knocking on your door at that moment. If it would have just been MV, that guy, that young lady might not have been my type. But there is no type. There's only one type. There's only a Jew. You just experience