A little while after Rebbe Nachman of Breslev had passed away; there was a wealthy man who suddenly lost all of his money. This man became extremely depressed at the turn his fortunes had taken. His condition worsened quickly and he decided that he was going to end his life by poisoning himself to death. Of course, he didn’t want to do that at home, so he decided to kill himself in synagogue instead, once everyone had gone home for the night, after the evening prayers.
He stowed his bottle of poison on top of a high shelf in the synagogue, and after everyone left the following night, he was groping around for the bottle when he accidentally pulled down the book that he had put the poison on top of - it was a copy of Rebbe Nachman's magnum opus, Likutei Moharan. In those early days, it didn’t say Likutei Moharan on the cover; it said “Never Give Up” printed in Yiddish on its cover.
This man was a holy Jew. He couldn’t ignore such an obvious message, so he re-stowed the poison away, and he went home to think about what had happened. That night, he had a dream, where he saw a young thin man with long side-locks - it was Rebbe Nachman himself. Rebbe Nachman told him that at the end of his short life, he was gravely ill with the Tuberculosis that ultimately killed him. As he was coughing up pints of blood on his deathbed, he pushed out his last words of Torah: "Never give up!"
He told the man: "Do you know who I was thinking of when I said those words? I was thinking of you! Now take my book, publish it and distribute it in as many places as you can and everything will be good." Continue here...
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Dr. Zev Ballen
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