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Parshas Vayeira

The Guest Who Was Konson's Grandson

As I Heard Them, Vol. 1, pp. 492-494, no. 14

Continued from the biography of R. Eliyahu Akiva Lipskar:

One day, the tele­phone rang in R. Eliyahu’s house. On the other side of the line was a mem­ber of Anash who in­formed him of the trou­bles of a fam­ily who were headed to Toronto. As this fam­ily had no place to stay, the caller re­quested of Mrs. Lip­skar that she host them un­til they set­tle down in their new city.

In those days, var­i­ous mat­ters were dif­fi­cult for her, and she did not im­me­di­ately re­spond with a pos­i­tive an­swer. The next day, the man of the fam­ily con­tacted her him­self. He ex­plained that he was cur­rently en route to Toronto with his wife and small baby, and his fam­ily had nowhere to st ay.

He be­seeched her to host him for an al­lot­ted time, un­til he could find al­ter­na­tive ac­com­mo­da­tion. In re­sponse to his dis­tress, she gave him her ad­dress and pre­pared her home to re­ceive guests.

As usual, she re­ceived them with a joy­ful coun­te­nance, and en­deav­ored to pro­vide all that they re­quired.

Af­ter they had rested some­what from the tir­ing jour­ney, she con­versed with them re­gard­ing their re­spec­tive ori­gins.

The hus­band in­formed her of his fam­ily name, but she did not rec­og­nize it.

“Per­haps you’ve heard of my grand­fa­ther?” he sug­gested.

“Who was your grand­fa­ther?” she asked cu­ri­ously.

“His name was Yis­roel Kon­son, ” he an­swered.

“Kon­son?!” she ex­claimed, “Which Kon­son?”

“Yis­roel Kon­son. From Leningrad, from Tashkent… ”

The lady of the house was dumb­founded. She was as­tounded; it seemed as if her tongue was sev­ered, as she could not speak due to her great emo­tion. Clearly, this was the grand­son of the beloved R. Yis­roel Kon­son who had risked his health to as­sist her and her hus­band when they hov­ered be­tween life and death. Who knew if this great, coura­geous man was still alive?

All who heard of this won­drous meet­ing be­tween Mrs. Lip­skar, and the grand­son of R. Yis­roel, were as­tounded by the Di­vine prov­i­dence. Hashem, who knows all, or­ches­trated a most as­ton­ish­ing oc­cur­rence.

The Lip­skar fam­ily now con­cerned them­selves with ev­ery minute need of these new ar­rivals. They en­deav­ored to of­fer loans in or­der for them to pur­chase a home in Toronto, and they did all they could to as­sist them. As such, they were able to re­pay the kind­ness that their grand­fa­ther had done for them.

So she mer­ited to off-load a bur­den which had weighed on her for many years. As she was wont to state: “Who will as­sist me to re­pay this great in­di­vid­ual who has done so much on my be­half?” See the power of hachnas­sas or­chim!

Hashgacha PratisAhavas YisraelMesiras Nefesh

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The Only Home Open on Erev Pesach

As I Heard Them, Vol. 1, pp. 491-492, no. 12

Continued from the biography of R. Eliyahu Akiva Lipskar:

R. Eliyahu’s hos­pi­tal­ity was leg­endary. He kept an open house, avail­able for any­body who wished to stay.

A typ­i­cal ex­am­ple of the ex­tent of his hos­pi­tal­ity: in the year 5715 (1955), some years af­ter his ar­rival in Toronto, his fam­ily was still liv­ing in a small dwelling. All five of his chil­dren slept in one small room. That year, a large Mo­roc­can fam­ily ar­rived in Toronto on the eve of Pe­sach. At the con­clu­sion of the ser­vice, the shul’s rov stood up and in­formed the com­mu­nity about the new ar­rivals. He sug­gested that it was in­cum­bent upon the wor­ship­pers to take this fam­ily into their homes and to pro­vide them with their fes­ti­val needs. Es­pe­cially on the hol­i­day of “who­ever is hun­gry let him come and eat. ”

Af­ter the ser­vice, the com­mu­nity mem­bers dis­persed to their homes to cel­e­brate the Pe­sach seder. No­body re­sponded to the rov’s ur­gent re­quest to take this fam­ily into their home. R. Eliyahu was the only in­di­vid­ual who ac­com­mo­dated them. He took this fam­ily of seven into his home for the en­tire du­ra­tion of the fes­ti­val. He en­sured that they lacked noth­ing. Hos­pi­tal­ity was not the only area of chessed in which R. Eliyahu ex­celled.

Ahavas YisraelCompassionMesiras Nefesh

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"Why Are You All Sleeping?" — The Founding of Ezras Achim

As I Heard Them, Vol. 1, pp. 474-475, no. 17

Continued from the biography of R. Yisroel Duchman:

Per­haps the area in which R. Yis­roel most dis­tin­guished him­self was his care for Rus­sian Jews. In 5724 (1963), af­ter R. Mendel Futer­fas left Rus­sia, he im­me­di­ately went to 770 to meet with the Rebbe. At that time, he ap­pealed to the chas­sidic com­mu­nity: “There are chas­sidim in Rus­sia who lack ba­sic ne­ces­si­ties. Some sim­ply do not have what to eat. Oth­ers have al­ready re­ceived per­mis­sion to leave Rus­sia, but they don’t have the money for tick­ets. Why are you all sleep­ing?”

R. Mendel’s words stirred ac­tion. To­gether with sev­eral of other chas­sidim who had Rus­sian roots, R. Yis­roel founded Lishkas Ezras Achim, an or­ga­ni­za­tion ded­i­cated to help­ing Rus­sian Jews. R. Yis­roel put his soul into these ef­forts, rais­ing many thou­sands of dol­lars for these ac­tiv­i­ties. “I don’t un­der­stand spir­i­tual mat­ters, ” he would say humbly. “I un­der­stand ma­te­rial things. I want an­other Jew to have food to eat, a bed to sleep in, and for him to re­ceive this with a warm, invit­ing smile. ” R. Yis­roel re­mem­bered what he had gone through in Rus­sia and the dif­fi­cul­ties he ex­pe­ri­enced af­ter leav­ing, thus he re­solved to do what­ever he could to ease oth­ers in sim­i­lar sit­u­a­tions.

When the gates of the So­viet Union opened and Jews were al­lowed to em­i­grate to Eretz Yis­roel, it was only nat­u­ral for Ezras Achim and R. Yis­roel to help them set­tle. For this pur­pose, he made fundrais­ing trips, giv­ing tire­lessly of him­self so that oth­ers could have what they needed.

In the course of these ef­forts, he de­vel­oped a re­la­tion­ship with Dr. Yir­miyahu Bra­nover. Be­fore Dr. Bra­nover left Rus­sia, R. Yis­roel had been in­volved in help­ing ar­range his exit from the coun­try. When Dr. Bra­nover founded Shamir, an or­ga­ni­za­tion to help Rus­sian im­mi­grants in Eretz Yis­roel, R. Yis­roel part­nered with him, and to­gether they raised large sums and or­ga­nized many projects for these im­mi­grants.

Ahavas YisraelCompassionHumility

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Thirty Years on a Chair for One Pair of Tefillin

As I Heard Them, Vol. 1, pp. 413-414, no. 50

Be­fore pass­ing away, the renowned chos­sid R. Yaakov Mordechai Bez­palov said, “For 30 years I slept on a chair! To put on tefillin once is more pre­cious than sleep­ing 30 years on a chair. ”47

Chas­sidim com­mented: to ex­pe­ri­ence the pre­cious­ness of tefillin in such a man­ner, one must first sleep on a chair 30 years.

  1. Though he maintained a regime of self-denial to “break” himself, at the end of his life he ↩
Mesiras NefeshPower of a mitzvahPerseverance

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