D'Var Torah - Parshas Bechukosai By Rabbi Baruch Lederman
The Torah tells us of the rewards that will be showered upon us if we
fulfill the Torah. It also speaks of the punishments and tragedies that
will befall us if we do not uphold the Torah. Still G-d assures us that
he will always be with us (Bechukosai 26:44-45). G-d is always there for
us. No matter how bleak it is, do not despair. In 1949, Gene had just
returned home from the war. On every American highway you could see the
soldiers in uniform hitchhiking home to their families, as was the custom
at that time in America. Sadly, the thrill of his reunion with his
family was soon overshadowed. His mother became very ill and had to be
hospitalized. It was her kidneys, and the doctors told him that she
needed a blood transfusion immediately or she would not live through the
night. The problem was that her blood type was AB-, a very rare type
even today, but even harder to get then because there were no blood banks
or air flights to ship blood. All the family members were typed, but not
one member was a match. So the doctors gave the family no hope. Gene
left the hospital in tears to gather up all the family members, so that
everyone would get a chance to tell Mom goodbye. As Gene was driving
down the highway, he passed a soldier in uniform hitchhiking home to his
family. Deep in grief, he had no inclination at that moment to do a good
deed. Yet it was almost as if something outside himself pulled him to a
stop, and he waited as the stranger climbed into the car. Gene was too
upset to even ask the soldier his name, but the soldier noticed my his
tears right away and inquired about them. Through his tears, my Gene
told this stranger that his mother was lying in a hospital dying because
the doctors had been unable to locate her blood type, AB-, and if they
did not locate her blood type before nightfall, she would surely die. It
got very quiet in the car. Then this unidentified soldier extended his
hand out, palm up. Resting in the palm of his hand were the dog tags from
around his neck. The blood type on the tags was AB-. The soldier told
Gene to turn the car around and get him to the hospital. His mom lived
until 1996, 47 years later, and to this day no one in the family knows
this soldier's name. Gene has often wondered, was he a soldier or an
angel in uniform? One thing is for sure; G-d is always with us, loving
and protecting us.
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