In the first century BC, there was a devastating drought that threatened to destroy a generation. The last of the Jewish prophets had died off and miracles were a
distant memory. And God was nowhere to be heard. But there was one man, an eccentric sage who lived outside the walls of Jerusalem who dared to pray anyway. His name was Honi. And even though the
people could no longer hear God, he believed that God could still hear them.
During a drought, Honi was their only hope. He was famous for his ability to pray for rain. With his six-foot staff in his hand, Honi began to turn like a math
compass. After a while, Honi stood inside the circle he had drawn. Then he dropped to his knees and raised his hand to heaven. With the authority of the prophet Elijah, Honi called down the rain. The
words sent a shudder down the spines of all who could hear. His prayer was resolute yet humble.
Then it happened. As his prayer ascended to the heavens, raindrops descended to the earth. Every head turned heavenward as the first raindrops came from the sky, and
Honi's heart remained bowed.