It was Gimmel Tammuz, 1997, three years after the Rebbe’s passing and Rabbi Mentz was angry. He had been the Shliach of Bel Air, California for years and still didn’t have a proper Chabad House. To make matters worse, he and his wife were waiting to be blessed with a child.
It was Gimmel Tammuz, 1997, three years after the Lubavitcher Rebbe’s passing and Rabbi Mentz was angry. He had been the Chabad Shliach of Bel Air, California for years and still didn’t have a proper Chabad House. Property after property, delay after delay. Even his community was getting frustrated. To make matters worse, he and his wife were waiting to be blessed with a child.
Feeling hopeless and desperate for guidance, he skeptically opened up a random volume of Igros Kodesh, the Rebbe’s letters. But as he expected, he found nothing.
“What does a letter about a guy in a hospital gotta do with me!” asked Rabbi Chaim Mentz, as he violently shut the volume of Igros Kodesh he just pulled off the shelf.
“Here I am, that guy, who wrote a letter and didn’t get an answer…” Or maybe not… Because what happened next blew his mind away!
Join Rabbi Mentz as he relives the fascinating story of the Rebbe’s continued guidance after Gimmel Tammuz. And how he learned through the Rebbe’s blessings that sometimes, “All delays are for the good.”
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