In the spirit of knowing that even a seemingly small spiritual act wields mind-blowing power...
Recently, a lovely person sent me the video clip of a wonderful frum woman (I don't know who, unfortunately) describing the experience of her great-nephew: 23-year-old Chaim Peretz of Mexico, the son of her nephew Moshe Peretz. (Yes, real names here.)
Chaim received a phone call from a fellow Mexican Jew of around 60 years old, whom Chaim barely knew. This Jew invited Chaim to a seudat hoda'ah (a feast to show gratitude to Hashem after a miraculous event).
Upon arriving, Chaim met 17 other men whom he either did not know or did not know well.
As this disparate group of men chatted with each other, they asked each other, "Why are you here?"
The answer from each one was: "I don't know."
Chaim discovered they had nothing to do with each other and nothing to do with the man who invited them—just like Chaim.
They came only because this man asked them to come. After all, a seudat hoda'ah is a pretty meaningful & important event, even if you don't know the person.
Finally, the host began his explanation for the seudat hoda'ah and the seemingly random invitees.
He described how a bout of covid left him so sick, he ended up hospitalized for a month until his soul left his body.
In other words, he technically died.
When his soul left his body, he felt himself rise upwards until suddenly, his deceased mother grabbed his hand and said, "What are you doing here? Go back down!"
But he said, "Ma, I want to go back down, but I don't have the power! I don't have the strength!"
Pointing down, she said, "Look, look! Look at that! THAT will give you the power!"
And looking down, he saw 18 random men in random places saying Tehillim/Psalms for him at that very moment.
(Meaning, the ill man's name was probably publicized in the community to say Tehillim for him, and that's what these random men were doing at that very moment.)
His mother continued, "Look! They're giving you the strength to go back down. Go! Go, they're giving you the strength."
And he managed to return to his body & recover from his illness.
And the 18 random men he saw?
Those were the 18 men he invited to the seudat hoda'ah.
"And here I am recuperated," the host continued. "And I'm making this seudat hoda'ah to tell you of the power of the Tehillim, how much power it gives."
And the most shocking part?
Chaim only said ONE chapter of Tehillim.
Just one perek.
Yet even that one perek made enough of an impression in Shamayim to show Chaim (among the others) as part of the group giving strength to the soul of this ill man...and contribute to saving the man's life.
Never underestimate the power of even ONE perek of Tehillim.
It doesn't matter who you are. Your prayer MATTERS.
Recently, a lovely person sent me the video clip of a wonderful frum woman (I don't know who, unfortunately) describing the experience of her great-nephew: 23-year-old Chaim Peretz of Mexico, the son of her nephew Moshe Peretz. (Yes, real names here.)
Chaim received a phone call from a fellow Mexican Jew of around 60 years old, whom Chaim barely knew. This Jew invited Chaim to a seudat hoda'ah (a feast to show gratitude to Hashem after a miraculous event).
Upon arriving, Chaim met 17 other men whom he either did not know or did not know well.
As this disparate group of men chatted with each other, they asked each other, "Why are you here?"
The answer from each one was: "I don't know."
Chaim discovered they had nothing to do with each other and nothing to do with the man who invited them—just like Chaim.
They came only because this man asked them to come. After all, a seudat hoda'ah is a pretty meaningful & important event, even if you don't know the person.
Finally, the host began his explanation for the seudat hoda'ah and the seemingly random invitees.
He described how a bout of covid left him so sick, he ended up hospitalized for a month until his soul left his body.
In other words, he technically died.
When his soul left his body, he felt himself rise upwards until suddenly, his deceased mother grabbed his hand and said, "What are you doing here? Go back down!"
But he said, "Ma, I want to go back down, but I don't have the power! I don't have the strength!"
Pointing down, she said, "Look, look! Look at that! THAT will give you the power!"
And looking down, he saw 18 random men in random places saying Tehillim/Psalms for him at that very moment.
(Meaning, the ill man's name was probably publicized in the community to say Tehillim for him, and that's what these random men were doing at that very moment.)
His mother continued, "Look! They're giving you the strength to go back down. Go! Go, they're giving you the strength."
And he managed to return to his body & recover from his illness.
And the 18 random men he saw?
Those were the 18 men he invited to the seudat hoda'ah.
"And here I am recuperated," the host continued. "And I'm making this seudat hoda'ah to tell you of the power of the Tehillim, how much power it gives."
And the most shocking part?
Chaim only said ONE chapter of Tehillim.
Just one perek.
Yet even that one perek made enough of an impression in Shamayim to show Chaim (among the others) as part of the group giving strength to the soul of this ill man...and contribute to saving the man's life.
Never underestimate the power of even ONE perek of Tehillim.
It doesn't matter who you are. Your prayer MATTERS.
A book of Tehillim/Psalms at the Kotel in Yerushalayim
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