“I’ll spare myself from your guesses, Richard. Instead, make yourself useful and travel to the only people in my country who can answer my question, the Jews. Bring me their wisest rabbi and make it quick!”
A king sat in his palace reading Sefer Tehillim. He was not a Jewish king, nor was he particularly kind to the Jews, but he begrudgingly admired their wisdom.
On this particular sunny afternoon, his eyes glanced at this pasuk: “A thousand years are in Your eyes like yesterday that has passed, like a watch of the night.”
The king pondered this for a moment. His eyebrows creased as he began to think deeply about this sentence. Try as he might, he could not figure out an explanation.
“Troubled, Your Highness?” a well-dressed servant inquired.
“Yes, actually. Listen to these words and tell me if you can understand them. ‘A thousand years are in your eyes like yesterday that has passed.’”
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