By David Eidensohn
This
morning something happened that made me happy that I believe in HaShem! That
may not sound so special, especially for all Torah Jews who worship HaShem
daily. But listen to my story and then let me see if you agree with me, at
least, partially.
The story begins some years ago,
and I will cut to the quick, to get to what happened today, Thursday March 15,
2018. I had such a strong sensation and excitement about HaShem taking care of
us even people who have great problems, that I spent hours contacting people
about the great miracle, and it was only in late afternoon that I got working
on other things.
Really, the story is about my
wife, who realized that somebody was suffering, and decided to do something
about it, even though nobody seemed available to do something about it. But my
wife powered on. She said, "I live in Monsey. It is a city of kindness. If
your child needs some attention, you snap your fingers and ten very busy
mothers are heavily involved in kindness. There is no such thing in Monsey as a
mother or a child or any individual just rotting away. There are people
everywhere who see what they see, know what they know, and get to work along
with a lot of other people. At any rate, that was a fact as I lived in Monsey
many decades, and my wife knew it was a fact, and now, she stood alone while
somebody is in a terrible situation.
After I had digested my wife's
pain, I went into another room, opened up a Tanach with the entire Torah in it
with no commentaries, and flipped open a passage in Yeshayeh 29, where Hashem
explodes with anger and showering destruction. It was not a solution for my
problem, but I took it as a sign that I keep thinking. And as I did, I realized
that the solution is right in my pocket. I got to work, made some phone calls to
the right people with the right suggestions, and pretty soon I had a small
group of men and women who were going to devote themselves to giving broken
people strength, and organizing people to help others.
Now let me go to phase two if we
call it that. Phase two I am in shull, a baby is being prepared for a bris
mila. The baby is shrieking. A friend tells me, "If a baby screams, that
is a sign that HaShem will shower us with mercy." Okay, I was ready for
that if ever I was. I went over to the Rov, told him basically that I had a
problem, and I wanted Eliyohu HaNovi, who comes to everyone's bris, to some
into the shull and participate to establish an atmosphere of miracle.
The Rov was happy to cooperate
with my request, and I repeated my request to the Mohel and some others. Then,
I went home after the bris, and I felt a great pain that my relative was
suffering so much. My wife was upset. I was upset. Who wasn't upset? Surely our
niece was upset.
I called up a friend and we had a
long talk. He is a friend that I talk to regularly. He is very smart and we get
along well. While we are talking, my wife barges into my room and shrieks,
"She succeeded in going to court without a lawyer, with no money, and
tangled with somebody loaded with money from him and his family, a person
determined to tear the children away from our niece and afterwards to make sure
that she has desperate poverty that could destroy her." And now this woman
has succeeded getting a court of law to give to her her five children? Did they
go further than that? How? Somebody suggested that the judge ruled that her
ex-husband with his parental alienation antagonized the judge who realized that
the former husband is such a wretch that the children will really suffer living
with him, which they are never allowed to do, as he likes privacy.
I will stop here, after I made a
lot of phone calls and talked up our group. Yes, yesterday I spoke to about six
people about making a group to help people with kindness. And today the heavens
opened and what a miracle it was.
If anyone has an article they
want to write for my group, please do so. I can be reached at
eidensohnd@gmail.com and by phone at 845-578-1917. Let's turn the world into
Monsey, into Chesed.
I have
long been busy studying marriage problems. One day I will discuss my findings.
But the first step is to be kind, and to love people who are hurt, who need
some love. And when the Satan comes over with some ideas on how to hate people,
just tell him that you can hate people, but only people who are cruel to good
people.
