There was a chosid of the Frierdige Rebbe,
by the name of (IIRC) Yisroel Gottesman (but, because his last name included
the name of Hashem in Yiddish, which may not be pronounced, he was known in
beis haRav as Yisroel Baal Shem). He was originally a Poylishe chosid, who
became acquainted with the FR, and subsequently became extremely attached to
him.
Once, the FR had a large crowd awaiting
yechidus, and the FR wasn’t feeling well, to such an extent that they had to
discontinue the Yechidus in the middle and send home the rest of the crowd.
This R’ Yisroel, who was amongst those in line, approached the gabay, and began
insisting that it’s extremely urgent and crucial that he must go into the
Rebbe. The gabay, sensing the urgency in his tone of voice, and knowing the
great kiruv that the FR would show him, relented, and allowed him in for a
brief yechidus. R’ Yisroel entered, and spent his entire brief yechidus
bentching the Rebbe, and wishing him all good things.
When he left, the FR commented “er hot
mir mechayeh geven” (he revived me). In fact, the FR felt so much better
that he was able to resume the yechidus!
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