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Home and Family

The Power of the Word
by R. Chadshai

They tell the story of Rebbi Yeshaya Bardaky zt'l who picked himself up and went to live in the Holy Land. He packed his belongings and took his little son and daughter with him. In those days, ships were not as seaworthy as they are today: the travelers hit a storm, and the ship was tossed about like a piece of flotsam, until it was split into two, and sank to the bottom of the sea.

Although all the passengers were cast into the sea without lifeboats, Rebbi Yeshayahu stayed calm. He set his little ones on his back, told them to hold on, and began to swim: hoping that he would reach dry land before very long. He swam and swam, but there was no sign of any land on the horizon.

His strength was failing him and he knew that he would have to abandon one of the children, otherwise all three of them would perish. They were both equally dear to him, yet the boy could grow up to keep all the mitzvos, whereas the girl had less obligations. As he reluctantly released her hands from round his neck, the child screamed, "Tatte, I have no other father! Please, please save me!" The father could not ignore the plea, and felt that the words infused him with extraordinary strength. He managed to pull her up again and began to swim with superhuman energy.

When they finally reached shore, the three of them collapsed onto the sand and lay there for quite some time. When Reb Yeshayahu recovered somewhat, he said to his girl, "I want you to remember what we went through for the rest of your life. It broke my heart to leave you, but I just did not have the strength to carry the two of you any further. Your cry instilled extra strength into me, phenomenal strength, which I did not know I had, and thus we were all saved. If you are ever in despair, do not lose hope, use the same words with which you called out to me, `Tatte in Himmel, I have no other Father besides You! Please save me.' He can always help!"

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The following is another example of a few simple words which saved a family. About fifty years ago, when boys were on a downward road, they used to go to Denmark, just as nowadays unfortunately, many travel to the Far East. One mother, who saw with dismay that she would be unable to prevent her boy's downward trend, asked him to promise her just one thing: not to get married to a shikse. Two small words, 'I promise', before he left home forever. In Denmark, the boy soon forgot all about his Jewish heritage.

Time passed, the boy entered into a serious relationship with a non-Jewish girl, and they planned to get married. He told his fiance about the promise he had made to his mother. He was sure she would break off the engagement, but to his surprise, she wanted to know more about Judaism, and why it was such a crime to 'marry out.' She was fascinated by everything she learned, and broke off the engagement, because she wanted to convert with true idealism. Unlike her former fiance, she decided to keep Torah and mitzvos. In the end, he became a true penitent, and decided to keep mitzvos again. They got together once more, married and moved to Israel, where they established a wonderful home.

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Dina was heartbroken when she heard the doctor's diagnosis. She felt she would never be able to cope with the difficulties of raising her 'special' child. Her instincts carried her straight to her mother's house where she cried bitterly. When she was slightly calmer, her mother told her of her own childhood in a concentration camp, a story she had never mentioned before. She told her how, at the age of ten, she had been entirely alone with only the clothes on her back, and no possessions of any kind; she told how she had stood there and cried helplessly. A fellow survivor looked at her and said, "Crying will not solve anything, child; you must learn how to cope with living." The words became her motto for life.

A dentist who was one of these strong men who spoke little was married to a frail little wife. She was rushed into the hospital with a ruptured appendix, and grew steadily weaker after the operation. The doctor tried to encourage her, and told her to be strong for the sake of her husband. "He is so strong, he does not need anyone." That night the doctor told her husband that she had lost the will to live, and he did not think she would make it. The dentist was distraught and asked if another transfusion would help, as they had the same blood group. The doctor arranged for a direct transfusion, straight from the donor into her veins. As he lay there, with his blood flowing into his wife's veins, he said, "You've got to get well; I'm going to make you well." "Why?" she asked weakly. "Because I need you."

There was a pause; her pulse quickened and her eyes brightened, as she turned her head towards him. "You never told me that before." Discussing the incident later, the doctor said, "You know, it was not the blood transfusion that made the difference between life and death, but the few words you said as you were giving the blood."

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"Our family suffered a terrible loss, and were all enveloped in grief: the widow, his children and we, his parents. A woman came to the shivah, a great woman who had also lost a son, and as she left she said, `If you are strong, the whole family will follow your example.'

"At first, I wondered how she could even imagine that I would have the strength to cope with my sorrow, but the words went round and round in my head, like a broken record. 'If you are strong, if you are strong, . . .' Those words imbued me with the strength I needed: I knew she was right. If I indulged in self-pity and tears, the family would take their cue from me. Watching my calm outward demeanor, the family gradually got back to an even keel."

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Regrettably, negative words have as much power as positive ones. They too will reverberate in a person's mind for a long time to come, if not forever. For example, 'You are so unreliable,' or 'What a clumsy child you are!' 'You'll never be a good cook.' 'All shadchanim are liars.'

Children hear your words and absorb them. Think twice before you reiterate these labels, and use the gift of speech and the power of a few words in as positive way as you possibly can, so that your special values will accompany your children and ring in their heads for the rest of their lives.

 

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