A nice story

Not that I’m into Jews but this is still a nice story.

From Saul Bellow's collection of traditional Jewish tales comes this story:

In a small Jewish town in Russia, there is a rabbi who disappears each
Friday morning for several hours. His devoted disciples boast that during
those hours their rabbi goes up to heaven and talks to God.
A stranger moves into town, and he's skeptical about all this, so he decides
to check things out. He hides and watches. The rabbi gets up in the morning,
says his prayers, and then dresses in peasant clothes. He grabs an axe, goes
off into the woods, and cuts some firewood, which he then hauls to a shack
on the outskirts of the village. There an old woman and her sick son live.
He leaves them the wood, enough for a week, and then sneaks back home.
Having observed the rabbi's actions, the newcomer stays on in the village
and becomes his disciple. And whenever he hears one of the villagers say,
"On Friday morning our rabbi ascends all the way to heaven," the newcomer
quietly adds, "If not higher."