# 373 (s5765-16/17 Tevet 5765) Worse Than Poverty "No," said Rabbi Yitzchak Meir of Gur; "I am not in agreement with that suggestion."
Worse Than PovertyReb Moshe looked around his barren house,
but his search was in vain, for there was nothing of value left to
pawn. His formerly elegant surroundings were bereft of their fine
furniture, crystal chandeliers and French tapestries. When Reb Moshe entered the Rebbe's room, he poured out his broken heart, and then offered his solution. "I will travel to my relatives and ask them to help me. With a loan, which I will certainly be able to repay, I will be able to start my business again and save my family from this unbearable situation." But, to his great surprise, the Rebbe shook his head, no. Reb Moshe thought that perhaps the Rebbe didn't agree with the idea of his traveling, so he suggested an alternate plan: "Maybe I should just write to them and explain my situation. After all, they are close relatives, and they are easily able to send me enough money to get started." But the Rebbe nodded again, "No, I am not in agreement with that suggestion." There was nothing to do but leave, and Reb Moshe departed with a heavy heart. He had no idea where to find his salvation. Still, he took his Rebbe's advice to heart and sought any kind of work to sustain his family, all to no avail. At his wits' end, Reb Moshe returned to Gur, hoping the Rebbe would perhaps see things differently. But, no, the Rebbe still didn't countenance approaching the wealthy relatives. Now, things had become even more difficult. Even bread was a luxury he could not afford. His wife berated him, saying, "How can you watch your own flesh and blood suffer? Go to your relatives and get help for us!" The man traveled to Gur one more time and stood before the Rebbe, pleading, but the Rebbe answered him, "I cannot change my opinion, regardless of how you ask and what you say." Finally Reb Moshe could no longer restrain himself; he wrote a lengthy letter to his relatives. As he expected, he soon received a reply from them and a generous sum of money to help him get back on his feet. Little by little he rebuilt his business connections. He bought new merchandise, he leased a new property, and his life began to resemble his former life of prosperity. But just when he thought things were going on an even keel, Reb Moshe fell ill. What began as a simple cold progressed to the point that he was bedridden and doctors pronounced his situation very dangerous. His one desire was to travel to Gur. But that was impossible: he was too weak to be moved. Instead he dispatched a close friend to go to the Rebbe and speak for him. The friend was ushered into the Rebbe's study, where he informed
the Rebbe of Reb Moshe's precarious state. The Rebbe was very pensive,
but then spoke. But know that everything G-d does is ultimately only for his good. Every soul must have its correction in this world to enable it to proceed to its higher level in the World of Truth. And so, even when things seem bad to the eyes of man, they are contrived Above only for his benefit. "There are times when, for a particular reason, the Heavenly Court decrees a sentence of death upon someone. But when an advocate intervenes on his behalf, the Heavenly Court is moved to lighten its verdict and to make the tikun (correction) to the person's soul in another way, through a different type of atonement. Since, 'a pauper is considered [in some respects] as one who is dead' [see Rashi on Ex. 4:19 and Gen. 29:11], poverty is sometimes substituted for death by the Heavenly Court. "This is what happened to Reb Moshe. When he came to me for advice as to whether to accept help from his relatives, I could not agree, for I felt that it was not 'bashert' [in tune with his destiny] for him to do so. When he asked me repeatedly for my agreement, I kept refusing, for my inner vision told me that he should not accept this help. But in the end, he was unable to restrain himself from accepting the money from his relatives. When he cast off from himself the burden of poverty, he removed from him self the substitute sentence, and his vital force was cut off." The friend left Gur quickly, hoping to return to Reb Moshe while
the Rebbe's words could still be of help. But when he arrived home,
his friend had departed from this world. [Adapted by Yrachmiel Tilles from the rendition on www.lchaimweekly.org
(#406).]
Biographical note:
Yrachmiel Tilles is co-founder and associate director of Ascent-of-Safed, and editor of Ascent Quarterly and the AscentOfSafed.com and KabbalaOnline.org websites. He has hundreds of published stories to his credit. | |
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