The Paratrooper’s Birthday

I was raised in Kfar Chabad, Israel, in a family of dedicated Lubavitchers. After completing my yeshivah studies, I served as a paratrooper in the IDF. This was in 1989, and I was stationed deep in Lebanon, in a place that was swarming with terrorists. Read More:

The Ten-Minute Miracle

I took a pair of tefillin and went out to the center of town. There, I began to approach passersby offering to help them put on tefillin, and the response was positive. After about ten minutes of this, a man came over to me and asked, “Who are you?” Read More:

A Mighty Mother’s Triumph

Sadly, he became blind, deaf and very hyperactive. Overnight, our lives had been turned upside-down. Read more:

I had been ordained as a rabbi and I thought that the rabbinate would be my future. But now it became apparent that it wouldn’t be.