I am enjoying reading Mitch Albom’s “Have A Little Faith”. There is a moment in the story while visiting his rabbi in the hospital they begin to discuss the meaning of happiness. When they hear an infant scream the Reb (rabbi) shares a story.
“Now that child reminds me of something our sages taught. When a baby comes into the world, its hands are clenched, right? Like this? He made a fist.
Why? Because a baby, not knowing any better, wants to grab everything to say, “The whole world is mine.”
“But when an old person dies, how does he do so? With his hands open. Why? Because he has learned the lesson.” What lesson?
As he stretched open his empty fingers.
“We can take nothing with us.”
