Uman. Shabbos before Rosh Hashana. Outside the kloiz. I heard you speak and I've had read the Garden of Emuna after my broken engagement almost two months previously, but the pain was still there and I didn't know what to do with it. Emuna? Not so much. I thought I believed. But I didn't know in what. Who's Hashem? He's here, there and everywhere, but that's the title of a Beatles song too. I spoke to you and cried on your shoulder and you ever so non-judgmentally told me to thank Hashem for ten minutes a day for the pain and everything. Ok. Worth a try. You said to do it for ninety days and I'd see miracles and I'd be embarrassed for ever questioning G-d. I started right then. Within three days I was closer than ever to Hashem. Within the week I stopped counting what day I was up to knowing this was not something I'd stop doing. A month later I came to thank Hashem for the bad and had nothing to list... It was all good. Everything actually felt good. I couldn't believe and did teshuva for ever questioning Hashem.
The day after Sukkos I started dating a girl that was obviously incredibly special. My first thought when I saw her was "I don't know if this will work out and I may not even be able to have a conversation with her, but someone somewhere is getting the most amazing person and will be very happy."
Tonight we got engaged. Thank you Hashem. Forever. In all time and space. Thank you Rabbi Brody for introducing me to Him.
Please pray for us: With deep gratitude, Yisrael K., USA