This story was shared in confidence to me personally. The author asked that her name should not be used. Yet, the miracle of these events needs to be shared with the world. May we never stop seeing miraculous in our lives.
I visited with the Lubavitch Rebbe in the Spring of 1990. During the visit I asked for a blessing for my sister who had tried to have children and was told by many medical specialists that pregnancy was unlikely to happen.
The Rebbe gave her a blessing to have children. The Rebbe also told me that she should put up Mezuzahs in her home. I had not told the Rebbe that she had no Mezuzahs but he apparently knew. I went down the block as I was in Crown Heights and bought enough Mezuzahs for each room of her home that should have a Mezuzah and Federal Expressed them to her. She and her husband immediately put them up.
Within a year almost to the day of the meeting with the Rebbe, she had a child. Two years later she had a second child.
Many years went by, yet the miraculous blessing never left the family. My brother-in-law was a first responder during 9-11 attack in New York City. He was there as the World Trade Center came down. 9-11 was a day in which it was nearly impossible to get through and make phone calls in that area. It was a total chaos, so loved ones did not know who had lived and who had died for days. That agony was my sister’s situation. When it was discovered that her husband survived, we learned about yet another miracle that was a consequence of the Rebbe’s blessing.
My brother-in-law remembers that there was a falling object from the implosion of the World Trade Center about to fall on him. That was his last memory before he lost consciousness. When he awoke hours later, he learned that a firefighter rescued him by pushing him out of the way from the falling object that would definitely kill him instantly.
Out of the thousands of people that could be rescued, the firefighter chose him. Why was he chosen to be rescued out of all the people in the crowd? The answer is completely astounding. My brother-in-law later learned that the firefighter had a child in the same class as he and my sister’s child born as a result of the Rebbe’s blessing. The firefighter had seen him in school and when he saw a familiar face of a man who was about to be killed under the debris, he instinctively remembered his own child and rushed to save his life.
The family keeps this story private, a reminder of a special miracle that came from one blessing of one man, the Lubavitcher Rebbe who loved every person and saw the Light in everyone he met.
Let us aspire to recognize the beauty of every soul and send positively into the world around us.