Have you ever noticed that you have some mitzvah that not only finds you but seems to follow you around?
Only when Shabbos finally arrived and the food was cooked, table set, baby sleeping peacefully, did those angels remember to come and wish us a gut Shabbos.
Why don't we just sell it? That way not only won't we have the expense of painting it, but we'll have extra cash as well.
I told her not to do anything or say anything and I immediately called Rabbi Gerlitzky, the Lubavitcher Rebbe's shaliach in Tel Aviv and a dear friend of the family. I told him the story.
If Hashem wants a person to have something, he will have it, and no one in the world can take away what is coming to to him.
The owner searched every which way he could but he could not understand why the company’s finances suddenly took a dive.
David was very saddened both at the untimely death of his good friend and also seeing how depressed his widow was.
The driver’s confidence waned a trifle and after a moment or two he admitted that he had in fact stolen the car from the yishuv Maaleh Adumim.
Her husband was one of the first Zaka first aid volunteers to arrive at the scene of the shootings.
I found myself struggling to understand the rapid fire Hebrew spoken all around me but I forced myself to speak the little Hebrew I knew and slowly I became proficient.
On that particular day the aforementioned rav and the rosh yeshiva left the yeshiva for a few hours to research an army base that could possibly offer some opportunities to their boys down the line.
It’s probable that one toddler, imagining that she had been deserted, would just have sat down on the floor and maybe cried until someone reunited her with her loving mother.
Hashem has put me in the right place at the exact time. It was a true miracle.
Considering that I am not a youngster, I have to admit that change, especially of the unexpected sort, is most challenging.
It used to be that when our youngest boys were about to go outside and it was cold, I’d sometimes remind them to take a jacket. Now I remind our youngest son, Yisrael Meir, to take pepper spray.
She spoke with a smile on her face, exuding a calm acceptance of her less-than-ideal circumstances.
Lacking the actual Hebrew word for the wanted piece and maybe even the English one, the handyman wasn’t getting what we needed.
We swam in the pool, played ball, barbequed, and played music but one thing that was different was the little store we had always remained closed on Shabbos.
Seeing my distress, a very kind employee named Lori (whose last name I regretfully forgot to ask about) very compassionately offered me the use of a stroller she just “happened to have” in the back room of their office.
Despite being excited about seeing the beautiful twinkling lights of a mostly sleeping city, I was exhausted and kept yawning.
One unexpected bonus of our two-week trip was meeting up with some of our Israeli family.
Rain can happen at any time. It’s a mere coincidence taking place just to send shivers up my spine.
It was a difficult battle. Many were seriously injured and some did not survive, but Tomer came out alive and unharmed.
Sometimes, like those of our ancestors in the desert, our protestations should have instead been cheers and songs of thanksgiving; but we discover this only in retrospect.
The MRI showed that our son had sustained a fractured skull and a double break in the arm that he had fallen on, it was truly a miracle. That arm had saved his life!