“It’s too much to ask me to feel privileged that our lives are constantly being interrupted by people looking for handouts, Father!”

Zissy’s behavior toward the needy who came to their home began to become more aggressive. It was not that she was a bad person, but Hashem was testing her greatly in this area because that is what her neshamah needed for its tikkun.

She began to rant and rave when she felt there were too many people knocking on the door. She chased people out of the house on occasion and was extremely intolerant. Some people were so stung by Zissy’s words, they never returned. It did not take long for the information to get around town: All the poor and needy knew that they had to check if Fischel’s daughter was home before they dared venture toward the house.

Fischel noticed what was going on. How could he help his daughter change her attitude?

One day Fischel took Zissy into his study and sat her down for a long discussion.

“Look, Zissy, I know it isn’t easy putting up with everything that goes on in the house and all our chesed activities. But you must understand that we are truly privileged to be in this position.”

“I’ll try to keep quiet, but it’s too much to ask me to feel privileged that our lives are constantly being interrupted by people looking for handouts, Father!”