The Rebbes Advice to a Boy Whose Father Was Terminally Ill – COLlive – Chabad News

Posted By on January 14, 2020

Watch: Yaakov Schiffman joined his family in an audience with the Rebbe when his father was terminally ill. The Rebbe proceeded to teach him a page of Talmud, and a lesson that changed his life. Full Story, Video

Mr. Yaakov Schiffman lives with his family in the Flatbush section of Brooklyn, New York. He was interviewed by JEMs Heres My Story in March 2013.


The full story:

Before the war, my father learned in a yeshiva in Hungary. Although he was not from a chasidic background, he made sure that I got some exposure to chasidism.

When I was a kid he took me to see the Lubavitcher Rebbe, and also to Satmar and Bobov. He wanted me to experience the whole spectrum of Judaism the modern side, the chassidic side, the non-chassidic side to see what its all about. That way, wherever I found myself, Id be able to fit in.

In 1973, my Bar Mitzvah year, my parents sent me to a summer camp in Israel. When I came back, I learned that my father was about to undergo surgery. It turned out he had colon cancer, and from that point on his health went downhill.

Two years later, just before Purim, my fathers condition took a turn for the worse. We went to the hospital, the doctors examined him, then they called me in and said, Youd better go home; your father is staying here tonight. That night they opened him up, but they saw that there wasnt much they could do just to try to make the end as painless as possible.

Of course, we didnt want to give up, so we went to several rabbis for blessings. We even tried the alternative medicines of the time. My father was losing a lot of weight he was five-foot-six, but pretty soon he weighed barely ninety pounds. Nothing was working.

Then one cousin told us, You should go to see the Lubavitcher Rebbe. It was winter; the first week of the month of Kislev. Five of us went my father and mother, my grandmother, my sister and me. My father was so ill he was haggard; his face had lost its luster.

We entered the Rebbes office. I stood in the back of the room, and my father spoke quietly with the Rebbe for a few minutes. When the Rebbe finished speaking with my father we began to leave, but suddenly the Rebbe said to me, You stay.

I was already anxious with everything that was going on; I was only sixteen years old at the time, and I got very, very nervous.

The Rebbe said to me, Kum Come over, gesturing that I should approach. He went over to his shelf and pulled out two Talmuds Tractate Brochos, and he said to me in Yiddish:

By the laws of medicine, your father is extremely sick now, hes near the end. G-d will help, but your father will be depressed, and youre going to be depressed. Youll need something to give you strength. I want to teach you something which will help keep you going.

He opened up to page 10a and began to teach me the story from Kings II [20:1-6] which the Talmud is discussing. King Hizkiyahu is ill, and the Prophet Isaiah visits him. The prophet tells the king that his days are numbered and he should prepare to die, but Hizkiyahu refuses to accept this, and he says, No, I have faith in G-d. Although the prophet says it is too late, Hizkiyahu begins to pray because, even if the tip of the sword is pointed at your throat, you should never give up hope.

I was standing across the desk from the Rebbe, and he was sitting. But in middle of the story, the Rebbe motioned for me to come around the desk, and I looked into the volume together with him. He translated the dialog slowly into Yiddish, word by word, pointing to the place, like a father teaches his son.

The point the Talmud is making through this story is that we should not mix into G-ds business. We have to do what we have to do, and G-d does what He does, and thats it.

I remember him pointing to the words with his finger, then looking at me, and pointing again. He had me repeat it until it was clear that I understood. Though my father was quite knowledgeable in Talmud, the Rebbe wanted to make sure that I understood the Talmuds idea well, and that I could explain it to my father, as well that even at deaths door you should never give up hope, you should never become depressed, and you should accept G-ds will. It took quite some time about twenty-five minutes.

What stands out in my mind more than anything else is the earnest, loving way the Rebbe looked at me. I never saw that type of love. Here I was, a stranger to him, a young boy coming with his father who needed a blessing. He gave his blessing, but then he gave much more. He saw that this boy needed fatherly love, and he gave it.

When I came out of the Rebbes office, I was sweating. As we drove home, I told my father what had happened, and he broke down and cried. As soon as we got home, we learned the piece at least three or four times.

I remember my father asked me a few times, Do you understand why the Rebbe told you to learn this with me? Do you understand?

Two and a half months after our visit with the Rebbe, my father passed away. It was Monday night, the 18th of Shevat, and the last thing he said to me was that I had given him tremendous nachas.

After he passed away, I was on the verge of becoming despondent. I didnt have relatives to look after me my mother was an only child, and my fathers whole family had been wiped out in the war and I was only sixteen years old.

I dont know how to thank the Rebbe for this fact, but he sat me down and told me the facts of life. Everyone else had been telling me, No, itll be good; itll be good. The Rebbe looked at me and told me how to be prepared for it.

I had times when things got tough. I left yeshiva for a while and wandered away. But then I remembered what the Rebbe taught me. Through those years, I probably learned that piece of Talmud thirty times, and it got me back on track.

The fact that I am a religious Jew and that I raised a beautiful family is because of that day when the Rebbe spent so much time with me and explained to me: When you have a problem and are feeling that youve hit rock bottom, remember never to give up, because G-d is there. Open your heart to Him, and He will help you.

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