The 10,000$ Yarmulka

The Chasam Sofer Lublin, one of the greatest Hasidic masters [music] of all time. I got to be careful what I say in front of these two rebbes who are going to fact check me. What did you say? I don't believe you're an anal call. You didn't even look like him. >> [laughter] >> The Chasam Sofer Lublin was nifter in 1815, correct? Oh, okay. So, that he gave me free reign to make up whatever I want. The Chasam Sofer Lublin, one of the greatest Hasidic masters of all time, many consider like the father of real Hasidus, one of the fathers. He was He died in 1815. And when he died, a fabulously wealthy Hasid of his approached his rebbetzin his wife and said, "Rebbetzin, here is a sack of 10,000 rubles. I want to buy the Chasam's yarmulke. I want to buy the rebbe's yarmulke." The rebbe had a distinctly large, worn-out [music] yarmulke with sweat and tears and and the stitches were coming apart. "I want that yarmulke." The rebbetzin said, "No problem. Come back to you tomorrow. [music] I'll get it. I'll get it for you." So, the guy leaves. She takes out the yarmulke and she washes [music] it. And she's dusting off and she stitches it back up and she perfumes it. The next day he comes back. He says, "Okay, where's the yarmulke?" She says, "Here [music] it is." Takes one look. He's like, "That's not the yarmulke I want to buy. I don't want some perfumed, stitched-up yarmulke. I want the Chasam Sofer Lublin's YARMULKE WITH THE TEARS, WITH THE CRYING, WITH THE BLOOD, WITH THE DIRT, WITH WITH ALL OF KLAL YISRAEL'S PROBLEMS INSIDE IT. THAT'S WHAT I want. I don't want some perfumed yarmulke." It's the same thing. Hashem doesn't want the tzaddik to come and only them. No, all the sinners >> [music] >> stay back. Hashem designed the world for people to fail and to get back up and say, >> [music] >> "Here I am." And when we say that, Hashem comes back to Ani l'dodi v'dodi li means, "I am to Hashem." And if I'm to Hashem, he's to me. The acronym of Elul, Rosh Hashanah, Yom Kippur, Hoshana Rabbah. You know what the Elul You know what the acronym is? Aryeh. It's the time of year where we roar our way back to Hashem with pride.