Oorah founder Rabbi Chaim Mintz doesn't let your soul go to sleep
Rav Dovid Kronglas ztz”l, seldom cried. As the legendary mashgiach of Yeshivas Ner Yisroel Baltimore, his shmuessen were aflame with fiery passion, and at times, interlaced with humor as well.
But he didn’t cry.
When Elul came, the talmidim knew to expect the sudden transformation that would overcome their mashgiach. Fear would envelop him, he would hardly speak, and he never smiled. He gave more shmuessen than usual, and, with fiery passion and heartfelt emotion, he would speak about eimas hadin — the fear of judgment.
And still, he didn’t cry.
Rosh Hashanah arrived and he rose to stand before the amud. Cloaked in a tallis, his face the picture of fear, he began to recite Kaddish. Yisgadel v’yiskadash Shmei rabbah! May Your Great Name grow exalted and be sanctified. And suddenly, his voice would crack.
And Rav Dovid Kronglas cried.
The talmidim shuddered as they continued to daven, inspired and uplifted by their rebbi’s tefillos.
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