“In the Merit of the Righteous Women the Jewish People Were Redeemed”~Yalkut Shimoni Shir HaShirim:993. I met my good friend Hymie Gluck from the Bagel Store yesterday. Hymie is a warm and friendly person who I (and many others) like and admire very much. He always has a good Vort or story to relate to me any time he sees me.
Yesterday was no exception as he related to an incident which brought tears to my eyes.
We all make mistakes, I know I do. In fact, I probably make more mistakes in a day than correct decisions! However, too often, I expect others to be tolerant and forgiving and forgetting when it comes to my mistakes while I am too strict in not being as tolerant with regard to the mistakes of others.
Over the last few days, we have been informed of the loss of 25 Jewish soldiers as Israel continues its ground offensive against the evil Hamas. It is important that we realize that there is indeed evil in this world and that people make choices to be either good or evil. Hamas has chosen to be evil and therefore Israel is correct in attempting to eliminate the evil from this world.
There has been much talk about unity and unfortunately much talk about disunity. However, the hatchet must be buried and more than ever we need healing. Healing--that is the elusive element which too often we never seem to properly achieve. The Shiva period has now ended for the three families and they will go back
On June 10th, 1977, an Israeli freighter ship, the ‘Yuvali’, en route to Taiwan, sighted 66 half-starved and sickened Vietnamese refugees who were part of the thousands of “Boat People” who were desperately trying to escape the tyrannical Communist regime of Viet Nam. Captain Meir Tadmor telegraphed Haifa for permission to take them aboard, even though his ship carried only enough life rafts and jackets for his 30-member crew.
I can recall the cab ride many years ago. As I entered the cab in Yerushalayim almost a score of years ago, I was more than a little nervous. With all of the rhetoric and rancor about rabbis and Chareidim being tossed around in the media at that point in time, I was concerned that with my obvious Chareidi-rabbinic appearance that perhaps my secular-looking cab-driver would be less than appreciative of me. Therefore, when I entered the cab I
Lawrence Bernstein (name changed) was born to Holocaust survivors in the East Tremont Section of the Bronx in 1951; the family davened by Rabbi Moshe Bick Zt”l on East 169th Street. Lawrence knocked on my door on Erev Pesach minutes before I was about to sell the Chometz. Larry was obviously a not-a-regular and I had no time on such a busy day to ‘chap a schmooze’. He said he was here to “sell me his hoometz."
When the news arrived, it was unclear as to the severity of the situation. The boys were teenagers; and teenagers sometimes disappear for a few hours. However, as time continued to pass it became apparent that something was very wrong. And then the official announcement: three of our boys, our sons, our pride and joy, had been abducted by those who want to kill
The 28th of Iyar, is the day when in 1967 the city of Yerushalayim was liberated and reunited. The Kosel HaMa’aravi was returned to Jewish hands and for the first time in almost 2000 years, Jews were granted by Hashem total free access to the Western Wall. For the first time in almost 2000 years, any Jew of any affiliation could approach the Wall at any time of the day or night; on any day of the calendar; in
As I write these words it would be very easy for me to join the club. Which club is that? The club which is enraptured and captivated by the excitement of Lag B’Omer as hundreds of thousands of frum Jews from all segments of Jewry are seemingly sharing a rare moment of unified celebration. The estimates are that over half a million people will celebrate in Meron at the tomb of Rav Shimon Ben Yochai.