Horav Pinchas Cohen, Shlita (Rav of Nesivos, as related by Horav Yechiel Tzuker, Shlita), related the following story which underscores the extraordinary reward which can be garnered from a “minor” mitzvah. It also shows us what a simple, positive activity can achieve, when performed with sincerity.
The Rav was summoned to Ramat Gan to address a Sephardic family who had suffered a tragedy – a young member of their family passed away at a young age. Eidus HaMizrach (Sephardic tradition families, all (mourners, anyone related to the deceased) sit in a separate tent set aside for this purpose. They partake in a large, collective meal.
In this instance, when the Rav entered the tent, the people present expected him to speak. The family was mostly chiloni, non-observant, but traditional in adhering to some Sephardic customs. Rav Cohen began with the following admonition:
“You should know that the wonderful meal which you are all enjoying as part of your customary mourning does absolutely nothing for the neshamah, soul, of the niftar, deceased. He is in a different world where he is facing the Heavenly Tribunal. He can use all of the help that you can give him. Eating a meal does not help him. Performing mitzvos and carrying out acts of lovingkindness in his memory will help him in his moment of truth. If you care about him, you will accept upon yourselves to perform a mitzvah, regardless of its spiritual significance and subsequent reward. Just do something!”
A short while later, as he was about to leave, a young woman dressed inappropriately (according to Torah standards) came over and introduced herself. The deceased was her husband’s brother, and they were heartbroken over his passing. Could the Rav suggest a simple mitzvah, something meaningful but not difficult, to execute.
He suggested washing their hands upon rising in the morning and also prior to partaking of a meal consisting of bread. She agreed. He demonstrated the halachic procedure for netillas yadaim, handwashing. She thanked him and she said she would convince her husband to do the same.
Fast forward eighteen months. Rav Cohen was leaving his shul when a young woman, dressed in attire becoming a scrupulously observant woman, walked up to him and asked, “Does the Rav recognize me?”
He said, “I am sorry to say that I do not.”
“I am the woman whom you instructed to wash hands in memory of my brother-in-law. Well, it began with handwashing, and, as a result of a near tragedy, our faith was affirmed, and we became observant.” She then related the story. They had been deeply committed to observing the one mitzvah – albeit very simple, and they never missed an opportunity which required handwashing, to perform their mitzvah. At one point, they decided to go for a vacation; hiking in the mountains of India. They took along some bread and water and started their climb.
When they did not reach the designated campsite, they quickly understood that they had missed some of the landmarks that served to guide them. While they were not helplessly lost, they were out of water. As they looked around for some edible vegetation, they came upon a bed of mushrooms. They had bread and mushrooms. What more could a person ask for when he is lost? They checked the mushrooms, and they “seemed” to be the healthy type. The wrong mushrooms can be toxic and cause death.
The problem was that they had no water left with which to wash. The wife would not eat. She had given her word. The husband was famished and apparently not as strongly committed as his wife. He ate. Thirty minutes later, he was miserable. His wife called on the radio for any hikers in the area to help them and to pass the word on for emergency medical help.
Meanwhile, her husband went into shock, his breathing labored. It took an hour for a medical team to reach them, administer emergency help and drive him to the nearest hospital. For a few days, it was touch and go, but he recovered. Shortly after the ordeal, the husband woke up to the reality that he had become dangerously ill because he had reneged upon his commitment to one single mitzvah.
His wife did not eat, because she had no water with which to wash her hands. He turned to her and said, “Why are we playing games with Hashem? If one simple mitzvah could achieve so much, how much more so does it behoove us to transform our lives and become observant. That will be a true iluy neshamah, perpetuation of my brother’s soul.”
They attended Arachim seminars, studied the Judaism which, due to their upbringing, had been hidden to them – and they returned as bonafide Torah Jews. All due to the power of one simple mitzvah.
Reprinted from the Parshas Eikev 5785 email of Peninim on the Torah compiled by Rabbi L. Scheinbaum for the Hebrew Academy of Cleveland.
