19 Elul Yeshua left for KfarNahum quite early this morning. I'm sure Ya'acov will have moved on by now. Still, when it comes to brothers, people do strange things, don't they? The boys walked with Yeshua and Shim'on to the crossroads and waved until they were out of sight. Hadassah came over early, shortly after breakfast. She seemed very excited about something, but was very quiet. (I must say, for her, that is rather unusual) It was as if she had a secret she was bursting to share, but was holding her tongue for fear of spoiling it. She followed me round like a shadow for what seemed like hours, though it could only have been a few minutes. When I could bear it no longer, I sat her down and asked her what was up. Before she could answer, Aunt Tirzah arrived looking for Shmuel but he had already left for the pasture. We have taken on a new hand and he is showing him the ropes. Always ready to pass on the latest news, Aunt Tirzah informed us that the man had called on them at breakfast time and was from Chorazim. His father had told him that if he had any respect for his elders, he would have stopped being sympathetic to "that heretic, Yeshua." If not, he could get out. What a shame he arrived after the Rabbi had gone. As we got down to work this afternoon, we finally found out why Hadassah was behaving so oddly. It seems that when Yeshua was giving thanks for the meal last night, he added something to his prayer. She wanted to know if I had told him how much they wanted another child. I assured her I had not. She was puzzled. How did he know? He had simply thanked HaShem that he had answered their prayers and that they would be new parents within the year. He had not referred to it again and they were too afraid to ask. "If anyone knows, he does." observed Aunt Tirzah, "I am so happy for you." And so were we all.
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