Sending Inspiration

Inspiration comes from everywhere

Way back on the day of the play the young man lacked the means of actually getting to the park where is own performance was supposed to be. G-d however, worked it out. For whatever random reason, that morning a man with his four little kids briefly stopped by the yeshiva. The young man took the opportunity to get a ride to the park which turned out to be somewhat near the rabbi’s home and Chabad house.

He rode with the rabbi first to his Chabad house where he needed to pick something up and then to the park. All the while the young man got to know the Rabbi and his kids a little. He was dropped off at the park and that was that…

…A good time later, the Shobbos right after he returned from his adventure, the young man had just finished davening. He was in the lunchroom making Kiddush and then planning to leave to eat at someone’s home. A young rabbi walked in with his three boys. “Oh! How was the play? I remember I drove you.” the young rabbi said. The young man was completely surprised. He had hardly thought about it since that day. In fact, shamefully, the young man wouldn’t even have recognized him. Apparently the shliach had moved into the young man’s part of town. Someone else was managing the Chabad house and now the shliach was managing a cheder. Now the young man would see the shliach every Shobbos.

The next Shobbos the young man studied the young shliach and his three boys. Their lives had seemingly crossed paths completely randomly, but of course the young man knows that everything is hashgacha protis (divine providence). Hashgacha protis is intriguing. Hashgacha protis is how G-d talks to the young man.

Obviously G-d made the young man meet the young shliach because there was something the young man would gain in his own life. After all, the young man is no more than a product of the people and experiences of his life. The more people and experiences, the more developed his character is.

The young man observed the young shliach. Here was a man who lived his life for a mission, whose priorities were based on raising chassidishe kids and making a difference where he was. Perhaps the rabbi had a job or some way of making money, after all life does cost money, but for this shliach that was all for the sake of his real goal and purpose. He was a man of graceful simplicity. What he had was the mission he was supposed to fulfill, the life he was supposed to lead, and the kids he was meant to raise. Ego was lacking. Sincerity was manifest. To sum it up in one word; wholesome.

That’s why G-d, knowing the young man would see what needs to be seen, crossed their paths. Seeing the conduct of those little kids following around their tatty, understanding the sense of fulfillment the shliach feels every day through his family, the fact that he made a family that puts what’s truly important before what isn’t, inspired the young man. It was beautiful. It was G-d’s way of reminding the young man why he came to this distant land to begin with. The young man was strongly reminded that that was precisely what he wants for himself; a fulfilling shlichus and a chassidishe family.

One day soon the young man knew, he would be that very same tatty.