For whom are you working

 In Roptchitz, the town where Rabbi Naftali lived, it was the custom for the  rich people whose houses stood isolated or at the far end of the town to hire men to watch over their property by night. Late one evening when Rabbi Naftali was skirting the woods which circled the city, he met such a watchman walking up and down. "For whom are you working ?" he asked. The man told him and then inquired in his turn : "And for whom are you working, Rabbi?"

The words struck the zaddik like a shaft. "I am not working for anybody just yet." he barely managed to say. Then he walked up and down beside the man for a long time. "Will you be my servant?" the rabbi finally asked. "For what purpose?" the man inquired. "To remind me." said Rabbi Naftali, "to remind me that I am working for God."

William B Silverman