by Yossy Gordon (Miami Fl.)
A chassid once traveled to one of the Chabad rebbes. He related to the rebbe that his deceased teacher had appeared to him in a dream with a frightening message: it had been decreed in heaven that one of this chassid's children would pass away that year.
The rebbe heard his words, sighed, and remained silent. A reaction that certainly did not bode well.
As it was shortly before the holiday of Sukkot, the chassid remained till after the holiday. When it was time for him to return home, he approached the rebbe for his blessing. The rebbe happily assured him that his family would be well. “Besides,” the rebbe asked, “what special deed did you do on Simchat Torah?”
The chassid recounted how during the hakafot he was standing on the side crying when he remembered that, after all, it was Simchat Torah! He washed his face and joined the dancing, ignoring his dread.
“You should know,” the rebbe said, “this is the act that changed your fate and destiny!
