With the passing of the first yahrtzeit of Harav Chaim Yisroel Belsky, zt”l, Rosh Yeshivah of Torah Vodaas, New York, this week, I would like to share with your readers a remarkable episode of siyatta diShmaya which occurred to me very recently through him.
A week before Chanukah, I had yahrtzeit for my father, z”l. Before I departed to Eretz Yisrael, my son asked me if I thought I would have a minyan by the kever in order to recite Kaddish. I replied that I didn’t think so, but just as Hashem sent three malachim to Avraham Avinu, maybe He would send some to me, too…
Three days later, I was standing next to the kever on Har Hamenuchos, all alone, when suddenly two carloads of bachurim and yungeleit arrived and parked nearby. They all hurriedly piled out and descended to a nearby chelkah, out of sight. I thought to myself that they looked to be a minyan, so upon their return I would ask them to spare a few minutes and enable me to recite Kaddish.
A few minutes later, one of them approached me and asked me to assist them with a minyan. I replied that of course I would — on condition that afterwards they return the favor.
When I arrived at the kever around which they were assembled, I realized that this was the resting place of Rav Belsky, zt”l — but it was not yet his yahrtzeit, as that is two months later, in the middle of Shevat. They had gotten together because one of them was a talmid who wanted to ask mechilah from his rebbi for something he had said or done. After they all said aloud “machul lach, machul lach,” I asked them to now ascend to my father’s kever nearby so that I could say Kaddish, which they all immediately enabled me to do.
With great gratitude to Hashem, I later that day contacted my son and told him that I didn’t think he would believe this, but Hashem actually sent me nine malachim to Har Hamenuchos that day.
May Rav Belsky, zt”l, be a meilitz yosher for all his family, talmidim, and all of Klal Yisrael.
Yankel Bas, Antwerp