The Saba [grandfather] from Shpola was also among those Tzaddikim who gained satisfaction from the simple people's worship of God. One Seder night, the Saba stood before God and complained: "Father in Heaven, now, on the Seder night, when You are returning from synagogue to Your seat of honor- wait a minute! Look at those who prayed before You this evening. They are tired, drained. And nonetheless they came to the synagogue and said 'Hallel' to You with great enthusiasm, pouring out their hearts. Dear God, doesn't this make any impression on You! Redeem us, immediately, before, Heaven forbid, we grow weary of hoping. God, let me ask You one question: Why is this night different from all other nights? Why has this Exile gone on so much longer than other exiles we have undergone?"
When the Saba came to these words, he broke out in a cry, raised his arms to Heaven and cried: "Please, God in Heaven! Redeem us quickly from this Exile while our heart is still alive. God, You redeemed us with the expectation that the Exile would make us more observant. But I swear to You, that the Exile will not make us more observant. And if You tarry, You will end up redeeming 'goyim.'
(Sir, I perceive that thou art a prophet.)