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    LET’S MAKE A DEAL

    My mother, the Rebbetzin a”h, would often
    lead Hineni tours to Israel. Instead of doing
    the typical tourist sightseeing, Hineni tours
    had a mission. A mission of prayer and
    spiritual growth. The itinerary was filled with
    stops at holy sites, historic shuls, and the
    resting places of great rabbis and tzaddikim.
    Whoever joined, returned home spiritually
    invigorated.
    Hineni tours to Israel often had an additional
    European country or two added on. My
    husband and I had the good fortune to
    accompany my mother on one such tour,
    which included Russia, Ukraine and Israel. A
    highlight of the European leg of the trip was
    our stop in Barditchev, Ukraine.
    It was late night when our tour bus pulled into
    Barditchev. We were greeted by our hosts,
    Rabbi and Rebbetzin Breuer, a most amazing
    couple. After their youngest child married,
    they felt it was time to give back to Am
    Yisroel. With the encouragement of their
    mentor, the Skverer Rebbe, they moved to
    Barditchev, where they became the rabbi and
    rebbetzin.

    The Breuer home was open 24/7, open to the
    people of the community, open to travelers,
    open to us. Their focus was to bring a Torah
    way of life to a Jewish community that had
    been robbed of their heritage by decades of
    communist rule. They would gather youth
    from all over Ukraine, infuse them with
    Yiddishkeit, and then send them to either the
    United States or Israel to continue their Torah
    studies. We actually met several elderly
    Barditchev residents whose grandchildren
    were brought back to Torah by the rabbi and
    rebbetzin and were studying in various
    yeshivos and seminaries abroad.
    Though the hour was late, Rebbetzin Breuer
    prepared a sumptuous meal for our entire
    group, and while we dined, both the rabbi and
    rebbetzin shared stories about Jewish life in
    Ukraine.
    It was past midnight by the time we left the
    Breuer home, and proceeded to the kever, the
    burial place of Rabbi Levi Yitzchak of
    Barditchev (1740-1809). Guided by the light
    of the single flashlight of Rabbi Breuer, we
    made it through the pitch black pathways of
    the centuries-old cemetery.
    As we entered the ohel (mausoleum) of the
    holy Barditchever, there, hanging next to his

    tombstone was a prayer that he
    composed. “Lomir machen a
    beyt – Let us make a deal.” It is
    said to be Rabbi Lev Yitzchak’s
    Din Torah mit Gut – Court
    case with G-d.
    As my mother read Rabbi Levi
    Yitzchak’s prayer aloud, there
    wasn’t a dry eye amongst the
    group. We were in a cemetery
    in the middle of the night, and
    listening to the stirring,
    pleading words of the
    Barditchever created an
    indelible memory.
    Rabbi Levi Yitzchak was known as the
    advocate of Am Yisroel, the defender of the
    Jewish people. With his pure eyes, he saw
    only the good in each and every person. He
    looked at every Jew with kindness and
    compassion. No wonder that the Holy
    Barditchever composed a prayer pleading
    with HaShem on behalf of his beloved people.
    The Barditchever’s tefilla opens with him
    humbly introducing himself as Levi Yitzchak,
    son of Sora Sasha. He pleads before HaShem:
    “Ribbono Shel Olam, lomir machen a beyt –
    Master of the Universe, let’s make a deal. Ich
    vel dir gebben, chatoim, avonos un
    peshayim – I will give You all our intentional
    and unintentional sins. And my dear Father,
    perhaps you will ask, what should You give
    me in exchange for this? Du vestr mir
    gebben – You will give me mechila, selicha,
    un kappara – You will give me forgiveness,
    cleansing and atonement… Oy vei Tatte…
    The prayer is also known as Rabbi Levi
    Yitzchak’s Kaddish, for it in concludes with
    the words Yisgadal, v’yisgadash shemei
    rabbah…. May His great Name grow, be
    exalted and sanctified….
    On Rosh HaShanah and Yom Kippur, Rabbi
    Levi Yitzchak would lead his congregation
    in prayer. It is said that prior to the Kaddish,
    the Barditchever would make his “plea”
    with HaShem.
    The Holy Barditchver’s prayer was written
    in a different world, but the words resonate
    with us to this day. Every year on Yom
    Kippur, we too stand in shul and beseech
    HaShem, as we pound our chest, saying
    Selach lanu, mechal lanu, kaper lanu –
    Forgive us, pardon us, atone us. We too, ask
    HaShem for complete forgiveness.
    The Talmud teaches, Kol ha’maavir al
    midosov, ma’avirim lo al pasha’av –
    Whomever looks away from wrongs done
    to him, will merit to have his misdeeds
    overlooked. (Yoma 23a). Simply put, if we
    truly seek forgiveness from HaShem, we
    must be forgiving of others. Let go of the
    grudges, the pettiness, the resentment and

    negativity that we may be harboring.
    Yom Kippur is approaching. It’s time to be
    forgiving. Not always an easy task. But when
    we are – it’s so liberating, and so rewarding.
    Forgiving doesn’t make a wrong right, but it
    does mean understanding and accepting that
    we are all human, we all make mistakes. We
    should find it in our hearts to not only forgive
    others, but to forgive ourselves. To stop living
    with the would’ves, could’ves, and should’ves
    of life.
    Looking away and forgiving others is only
    one side of the coin. We must also be proactive
    in asking for forgiveness. To apologize for
    wrongs we may have done. To simply say I’m
    sorry, without any “buts”, explanations and
    excuses.
    “I am so sorry”. Words that at times are
    difficult to say. Unfortunately, we often find it
    easier to say I’m sorry to those who are a little
    removed from us. It has become a trend before
    Yom Kippur to blast out generalized “I’m
    Sorry…please forgive me” texts or emails. At
    the same time, to those who are nearest and
    dearest, our spouses, parents and children, we
    may find the words hard to come by.
    Some times, it is the children who show us the
    way. “And a young child shall lead them…”
    (Isaiah 11:06)
    My friend’s daughter found a note in a pile of
    paper that her little six-year-old asked her to
    mail.
    I am sorry I did this.
    It is my fault.
    I hope you will come to my birthday party.
    Are we still friends?
    A little six-year-old wrote this letter on her
    own. A little girl with a special neshamah. She
    felt that she had to right a wrong. A small note
    that speaks volumes. A little girl from whom
    we can all learn.
    May the Holy Barditchever continue to defend
    us from Above. May HaShem hear our prayers
    and give us selicha, mechila and kappara –
    forgiveness, pardon and atonement. May we
    all be inscribed in the Book of Life.
    Shabbat Shalom and G’mar Chasima Tova!