ONCE AGAIN, MIRACLES AND WONDERS IN THE SOUTH OF ERETZ YISRAEL
Over 400 rockets and mortars were fired at Israeli citizens over a period of two days. Now too, people have seen open miracles that occurred in Ashkelon and other places.
Over 400 rockets and mortars were fired at Israeli citizens over a period of two days. Now too, people have seen open miracles that occurred in Ashkelon and other places.
Difficulties with their work responsibilities brought Rabbi and Mrs. Nemni to the decision to leave their shlichus after only one year. An amazing dream about the Rebbe together with a surprising gift changed their plans.
Five bachurim went out one Friday on “mivtzaim,” oblivious to the unpleasant surprises awaiting them. An unexpected storm brought down an old tree onto the railroad tracks, and the young Chassidim were forced to make a lengthy and exhausting journey. It would be some time before their voyage reached its final destination. An amazing and captivating story of Divine Providence.
The difficulty in seeing from her right eye brought Mrs. Naomi Blittner of Bnei Brak to the ophthalmic care center at Tel HaShomer Hospital, where she was diagnosed with a malignant growth behind her eye. A medical expert from the United States determined that the only way to stop it from spreading would be to remove the eye and replace it with an artificial one.
Motzaei Simchas Torah. Thousands of Chassidim passed by the Rebbe and received a bit of wine from the Rebbe’s cup. One by one, they filed past. To each one, the Rebbe gave a second’s glance and poured some wine. “L’chaim v’livracha,” blessed the Rebbe and the line moved forward. The kos shel bracha on Motzaei Simchas Torah is a sort of grand finale to the spiritually uplifting month of Tishrei.
With great awe and respect, he stepped back a bit towards the stairs. He was very confused. In the meantime, the elevator came and Rebbetzin Chaya Mushka opened the door and asked him: “Bachur, you want to go down?” He nodded his head, swallowed hard, and entered the elevator… A unique and moving miracle story about the righteous activities of the Rebbetzin on behalf of the T’mimim.
In the middle of the farbrengen, the Rebbe suddenly began talking about the youth who are self-destructing around the world, who seek answers to their questions, referring to the hippie movement that captivated youth in the western world at the end of the 60’s and into the 70’s. The Rebbe spoke about the problems with transcendental meditation and suggested a creative solution for kosher meditation.
When we left the office of the field’s leading authority in Eretz Yisroel, my wife burst into tears. As for me, I took a few moments to contemplate on the matter and then began to smile from ear to ear. I was suddenly filled with tremendous faith. My wife was surprised by the calm and tranquility that engulfed me. When she asked me to explain, I told her about the clear bracha I had received from the Rebbe in yechidus: “Sons and daughters involved in Torah and its mitzvos.” A deeply moving miracle story.
He wrote a letter describing the situation with the difficult decision facing them and he sent it to twenty-three leading rabbinical authorities across the globe, asking for their advice. He received only one reply – from the Rebbe. * From a recent farbrengen with Rabbi Menachem Mendel Gordon, a Mashpia in Yeshivas Chabad in London.
Many people in S. Maur, France, know Rabbi Hershy (Tzvi Hirsh) Drukman. With his winning smile, he goes from place to place, looking for Jews and trying to connect them to their Jewish identity. As he walks in the street, when he’s in his car, or at the Chabad House, wherever he is, he seeks out Jews and offers them Judaism.
At the end of that rainy night, he left the psychiatric ward and his legs quickly brought him to Ma’arat Eliyahu, on the outskirts of Haifa, to offer his fervent prayers. He was surprised to find the gate closed and even more amazed to meet an elderly woman who suddenly appeared and referred him to the Lubavitcher Rebbe to ask for his bracha. An incredible story as told by Mr. Chaim Yamin
Dovid, a Lubavitcher Chassid, was sitting in his office in Boro Park, busy with his work. The door suddenly opened and in walked a Hungarian Jew.
A Chassidic shliach was standing in the check-in line on his way to the Rebbe MH”M, when he suddenly met a Poilishe chassid standing near him. “Where are you heading?” he inquired in a characteristically Jewish manner. “I don’t know why I’m here or whether I’m even boarding a flight,” the man replied. “The Lubavitcher Rebbe just sent me here…”