To be honest, even though I'm Sephardi, I know very little of his greatness. I've read his biography and many amazing stories, but I suspect they only gave a small glimpse into what a tzaddik he really was.
As you can see, this picture that's hanging above what used to be my bedroom dresser is a very special picture. Not many people have seen this one, so I thought I'd share it with you. The truth is, if I look at it for too long, I start to tear up. Logically, it doesn't make sense, because I never met him.
But the feeling that I get when I look at his picture tells me that this was truly a great man. I can feel that we really lost something incredibly special when he passed away. This morning when I looked at his picture as I lit the yahrzeit candle, all I could think about was that I felt sorry for us.
Our generation is so lost, so confused. Even the most religious of us have major problems. Losing a man of his spiritual greatness, a man that would do his best to help us see what's true and real in life, has been one of the most devastating losses we as a Jewish People have suffered in the past several years.
Nonetheless, I am confident that he is doing whatever he can do for us in heaven. The death anniversary of a tzaddik is a time when all of his spiritual accomplishments and all of his greatness is available for us to connect to.
If you need a salvation or just want to have his tremendous light in your house, light a candle for Ovadia Yosef ben Gorgia and ask Hashem to give you whatever you need, in Rav Ovadia's merit. Like we say in Israel, it's good to have protectzia (connections, loosely translated.)
In the merit of this great soul, may we all see the end of suffering and finally greet our Mashiach and see our precious Holy Temple rebuilt, Amen!
Oh, and just in case you're wondering why my bedroom dresser is not in my bedroom, the answer is pretty simple.
IT DON'T FIT!!
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