S ometimes when I need inspiration I remind myself of the amazing Jews who are out there on the front lines.
Reb Shmuel happens to be one of these wonderful people and just thinking about him always motivates me to do my best.
While he had a day job as a teacher and a writer it seems Hashem had really planted Reb Shmuel on this earth to rescue lost souls. And without a doubt Reb Shmuel had his work cut out for him.
Back in Chicago Reb Shmuel and his wife were known for driving around on Friday afternoons and handing out food to homeless folks with chronic mental illness. They had a minivan filled with fresh home-cooked meals and made sure to include an extra challah roll for each person they found who happened to be Jewish. Over time Reb Shmuel found ways to secure housing and even employment for some of his new friends. His secret? An infectious smile and a truly palpable warmth that could reach even the most distant and hardened hearts.
