Don’t Stop Davening
On a recent trip to New York, I davened Maariv in a chasidishe shul in Brooklyn. On my way out, I heard, “Shmuel, one second!” It was an old friend of mine; I was happy to see him. We schmoozed for a bit and then he told me something. Ever since October 7, the Rebbe of this shul had started davening – by name – for each of the hostages. He says T’hilim and prays for their release. My friend took my hand and said, “Let me introduce you to the Rebbe.” Naturally, I was happy to meet him and gave him a “yasher koach” for his t’filos. But then I added something he wasn’t expecting. I asked the following question: “With Hashem’s help, these hostages will be released. When that happens, will you continue to daven? Will you then pray for the IDF soldiers who risk their lives fighting the enemy on a daily basis?” His answer said it all: “It was a pleasure meeting you. Have a nice evening.” And then he walked away.