Eli's Prayer

It's noon. In hills near horizon temple can serve clusters of people happy Easter, in the company of family and tribe to which they belong. Pity, however, that in recent years more and more men and even women get drunk with wine and disturb the atmosphere of Easter. What you can do, nor with my sons I can not understand in this chapter, but I pray that the Lord will rebuke them all in his mercy.

I just finished lunch and looking for a place to get my nap. I enter the temple, in a cool room. What good is ... I sat on a chair in the upper right. I let myself slowly back and close my eyes. Neither did well to grab a sigh and close that makes me jump. With a half-open eyes in the other corner of the room I see a woman cry. Shake gently in one hand and-n another as a sick man. I want to say something but stop. I see their lips moving as if speaking. However do not hear anything. Whether it is moving either ... or is ... yes it is ... got drunk. Until this nation will stand by drunks God and sinners, until when? I say to myself and try to continue my nap hoping that she will leave soon.

But the thought that the temple of God is impure and that Hebrew was drunk at Easter not let me sit still. One may look again. Same motion, same tears, the state of drunkenness. How much crime ... you should give it out and so are the people shaving. But let it, can I see and respect go alone. Hmhm .. coughing long it aware of my presence. The woman seemed not hear me. Even so ... as I hear a woman so drunk that he started to cry and speak for itself. Wait, can leave. But how to wait. How to wait God after all sinners who fall drink in the house of God. You must take action. If not me ... then who should I rebuke these infidels?

With zvâgnire a chair and get up after going directly to women tell almost shouting: "Until when will you be drunk? until when? Go to wake up. "Jump woman but her face does not seem scared. Save the price of a few seconds, leaving his head slowly and said to me: "No, my Lord, I am a woman suffering in her heart, and I drank no wine nor intoxicating drink, but I paid the soul before the Lord .

I am stunned. A leading concern for price and instinctive hand to mouth. I would like to mend the situation somehow, so ask what problems are, but can not. I am ashamed. I tried a poor daughter of Zion pay their soul before our Father. Maybe he need someone to listen to the pain and strengthen her. If not, then who would have to do so. Now it's too late, I feel miserable. They are unable to help this woman who suffers. But what to say? What to tell you God? With its humble voice say, "Go in peace, and God of Israel to obey găciunea whom you do it".

She thanked me, stood up and exits. No one can watch the leaves are glued my eyes to those tears that were left on the floor. Kneel on her knees instead of the earlier and in tears to God I raise my voice and my parents say:

Forgive me because I tried a God this child yours. Forgive me that instead of her anguish I treated her as a woman drunk. Oh, I do not know her problem, I wanted to help her but I have sinned against her and to you, judging it. Please more, hear the prayer that you did it in this place, nelegiurea forgive me and give him the peace that women so desperately needs. Whether this mistake be a lesson for me and for thousands of your children to come after me. Help the brothers not to judge by appearances. Whether you all to come to your house every Sabbath with the desire to support others rather than judge. I pray for them that when they come to your house of prayer to remember that each can be judged by appearance but also each of them have problems and needs, are troubled and struggling with temptations. And God help us to overcome, help them not err Judging and brothers. Amen