(Naama Green)
On the sidelines of the disaster in the celebration hall in Yavne, the story of Yakir Guetta, who was saved from a serious injury or death, is published thanks to one mitzvah that exists.
Hello everyone,
I decided to bring it up myself in order to put the rumors in order. This week I went to the wedding of a childhood friend of mine, one of those friends who grow up together just like twins. It was an amazing and happy event, at some point after the main course, one of the brothers wanted us to go to the bar for another drink. I told him that we should first make a zimun (something that can only be done when there are three men eating together), and recite a blessing over the food, and then let it remain with us for the blessing. Which until today I have never insisted on doing.
So my brothers and I did the zimmun and recited Birkat HaMazon. As soon as we finished greeting, the bar became a death trap and the happy event turned into a terrible tragedy. And it all happened meters away from us, exactly where we would have been if we had gone to the bar. I don't understand miracles or heavenly calculations, I just know that we have probably received our lives as a gift.
I am publishing this so that they will know that I am not some great dos or yeshiva student, I am also a sinner and do not always keep the mitzvot. I'm just a simple person who did one small mitzvah. Just because he decided to say thank you for the food he eats.
So thank you for the food and the sustenance.
