I was zocheh to have such a pleasant guest! My nephew showed up unexpectedly for Shabbos, and I was truly happy he came. “How good that you came!” I told him. “We have food aplenty and also a room for you to sleep. The only thing I’m missing is a bed, but I’ll get one for you right away.” I called my brother-in-law, who lives nearby, and asked him if he could lend me a folding bed.
He answered that I could, but when I went over to pick up the bed I noticed that it was crooked and the mattress was very thin. Perhaps you could call the thing a bed, but sleeping on it was not really possible.
I went home and told my nephew that I was a bit frustrated; I still did not have a bed for him. “By us, we daven for everything,” my nephew told me simply. “Daven to Hashem that you should have a bed.”
I adopted his simple idea. How hadn’t I thought of it myself? I davened to Hashem to get me a bed quickly. Afterward, I left the house to run several errands, and on the way back, at the entrance to my building I met a neighbor and asked him, “Do you perhaps have a folding bed for my guest?”
“Yes!” was the neighbor’s response.
A simple and necessary answer, the fruit of the simple idea of my young, beloved nephew. Baruch Hashem, we had a bed for our guest as well as a nice story about the power of tefillah to tell the children at the Shabbos table.
