Say, “I love the people in Bnei Brak.” Imagine people in Bnei Brak; they all have big black hats, long beards. They walk in the street with Jewish dignity. The truth is they’re better than we think they are, much better, and Hashem loves them very, very much. “And so I’m going to love them too. Right now, I’m standing at the bus stop in Flatbush and I’m loving all the Bnei Brak’ers.”
Tomorrow, love the Yerushalmi Jews too. They’re so holy, so beloved by Hashem. ‘I love them too’. Say it. Say it a few times. Little by little you’ll begin to mean it. If you can help them out when they come to America and give them some money, certainly you should do so. Or send money to them. If you love them, you’d do that.
Local Love
Practice loving people in Boro Park. The fact that you don’t mind them? No. It’s not enough that you tolerate them. Hashem wants you to love them. When you walk in Boro Park, a side street, outside you see children and children and children. Love those children! They're zera kodesh. Love the children today.
When you see a crowd of girls from a frum school, frum girls walking in the street it's mamash a machaneh Elokim. There’s nothing like it in the world. Nowhere will you find such girls like the Beis Yaakov girls, the Beis Rochel girls.
Love the yeshivos. Ah! What a wise thing to do! “I love the yeshivah.” You know some people walk by a yeshivah and they walk by the same as if they’re passing a public school. They’re not thinking anything. When you pass by a yeshivah say “I love the yeshivah. I love the yeshivah boys.”
