So it seems that
these four Rabbis had a series of theological arguments, and three were always
in accord against the fourth.
One day, the odd
Rabbi out, after the usual "3 to 1, majority rules" statement that signified
that he had lost again, decided to appeal to a higher
authority…
"Oh, God!" he cried.
"I know in my heart that I am right and they are wrong! Please give me a sign to
prove it to them.!" It was a beautiful, sunny day. As soon as the Rabbi finished
his prayer, a storm cloud moved across the sky above the four. It rumbled once
and dissolved. "A sign from God.!! See, I'm right, I knew
it!"
But the other three
disagreed, pointing out that storm clouds form on hot
days.
So the Rabbi prayed
again: "Oh, God, I need a bigger sign to show that I am right and they are
wrong. So please, God, a bigger sign.!"
This time four storm
clouds appeared, rushed toward each other to form one big cloud, and a bolt of
lightning slammed into a tree on a nearby hill.
"I told you I was
right!" cried the Rabbi, but his friends insisted that nothing had happened that
could not be explained by natural causes.
The Rabbi was
getting ready to ask for a *very big* sign, but just as he said, "Oh God...,"
the sky turned pitch black, the earth shook, and a deep, booming voice intoned,
"HEEEEEEEE'S RIIIGHT!"
The Rabbi put his
hands on his hips, turned to the other three, and said,
"Well?"
"So,"
shrugged one of the other Rabbis, "now it's 3 to
2."
