It wasn’t like Oriya to be late.   Professor Rina Mizrachi was in the middle of explaining the often-misconstrued difference between psychotherapy and behaviour therapy when a student hurried into the classroom and grabbed the last desk available. When she saw who it was, Rina was surprised. Even though the shy ultra-Orthodox girl was just a few weeks before her wedding, Oriya was still Oriya– Conscientious, driven, and always responsible.    But ever since a few days ago, something seemed…off.    When Rina looked at Oriya’s face, she could see that the girl was on the verge of tears, and when she gently approached her after class to see what was wrong, she was almost brought to tears herself.

It was a Friday afternoon when we got the call. A pair of bochurim lost their shabbos meal last minute, and they desperately needed a place. At first, I wasn’t sure. It was the end of the month and I didn’t think we had enough left in the account to feed two more. I’m currently battling cancer, and the expenses have been major. Between babysitters, transportation to chemo, and expensive medications, our seudos have gotten simple… Too simple. “Please Mrs. Goldschmidt, we’d be happy to bring anything you need. We just need a meal.”  I remembered that everything we invest in shabbos will come back and, feeling for the two desperate young men, we agreed to have them.  That night, we basked in the glow of the shabbos candles and ate my famous chicken soup.

Mrs. Batya is an aguna, and the last several decades have been filled with uncertainty and dread. Despite it all, she has raised her daughters alone and without much help.  Years of suffering and attempts to earn a living have taken their toll on Mrs. Batya who is utterly heart broken- her physical and mental health is slipping. Aside from the lack of steady monthly income, she needs professional help.  CLICK HERE TO DONATE Neighbors have got together to organize a fund, which is to be a financial anchor for Mrs.

Everyone knows that making a chasunah can be stressful. But for one family in Eretz Yisroel, it got so stressful that it changed someone’s life…Forever.   The Vales are a typical frum family in Beitar. They have nine kids and live very simply like most of their neighbors. That means no vacations, no brand name clothing, and no fleishigs during the week. But when their daughter Gita became a Kallah over one month ago, parents Batsheva and Zecharya came to a horrifying realization- Despite saving every extra shekel ever since they got married, even the most simple chasunah was much more than they could possibly afford at the moment.    Eventually, the stress took its toll when something terrible happened– Zecharya suffered from a stroke.

Dear brothers and sisters, My name is Leah and with Hashem’s help I will be getting married very soon! My happiness is not complete because I have no way to pay for anything! I do not have any relatives or friends who can help me pay for my wedding. CLICK HERE TO DONATE I beg of every Jewish soul to please open your heart and donate whatever possible to my wedding fund. You have an incredible opportunity to invest in the great mitzva of hachnosas kallah, and you will be wiping away the bitter tears from my eyes. In the zechus of helping me, Hashem should send you shefa and hatzlacha in all areas of life in good health. Tizku limitzvos. Leah CLICK HERE TO DONATE

Sometimes, a little inspiration can spark an entire movement.   Several days ago, a brave young woman named Sheiny turned to the Biale Rebbe with a very personal problem. Her story was so moving, and so utterly heartbreaking, that the Rebbe joined with Rav Feinstein and the Erlau Rebbe to create a new Bais Din with a very special mission. This was the story that inspired it all:   “When I was 2 year old, we waited until past midnight for my father to come home from shul on Rosh Hashona night. Finally, there was finally a knock on the door…But it wasn’t him–It was the police. They had horrifying news- That my father was killed in a car crash on the way to shul…I don’t remember my father at all, but I’ve felt the loss of his presence my whole life.

by Rabbi Yair Hoffman for 5tjt.com HaGaon Rav Moshe Shternbuch’s gabbai reached out to this author and forwarded the following Teshuvah from Rav Shternbuch shlita. Rav Shternbuch is the Raavad of the Eida HaChareidis nd is one of the Gedolei HaDor. [The Rav further conveyed orally that the obituaries published in the Charedi press [in Eretz Yisroel] constitute a CHILLUL HASHEM as were the hespedim that were given.  He is a מאבד עצמו לדעת [and should not have been given them].

Dear brothers and sisters, My name is Leah and with Hashem’s help I will be getting married very soon! My happiness is not complete because I have no way to pay for anything! I do not have any relatives or friends who can help me pay for my wedding. CLICK HERE TO DONATE I beg of every Jewish soul to please open your heart and donate whatever possible to my wedding fund. You have an incredible opportunity to invest in the great mitzva of hachnosas kallah, and you will be wiping away the bitter tears from my eyes. In the zechus of helping me, Hashem should send you shefa and hatzlacha in all areas of life in good health. Tizku limitzvos. Leah CLICK HERE TO DONATE

I’ll never forget the thrill of my first few years of marriage. I was learning Torah full time, and that infused our lives in every way. Our whole neighborhood was on the yeshiva schedule and when we were blessed with three gorgeous sons they all looked forward to the day they’d be able to be an avreich too. Once we got to our fourth kid, however, we ran into a problem: We couldn’t pay the bills. In the beginning, my parents had been able to help, but now they were getting older, and marrying off my younger siblings. My stipend didn’t cover our rent, and though my wife worked, most of her energy went toward taking care of the kids.  The day came when I needed to go to work to take care of my family. But I couldn’t help but worry, and still can’t – what will be with the next generation?

R’ Tzvi shlita, a father of ten B”H, is one of the few that is able to learn Torah full time and earn a parnassah for his whole family. He recently underwent back surgery and has since been unable to function properly to work, and is currently not mobile. In addition to this, his family also suffers from a variety of medical conditions which are costly to treat, the financial burden of which is becoming too much for his family to bare.  CLICK HERE TO DONATE! His son Yossi is about to celebrate his Bar Mitzvah, and R’ Tzvi is unable to purchase clothes, tefillin, or the basics of a proper Simcha for his son.