Better Late than Never
A fine, orthodox Jew approached me one day, and with a smile and a handshake, asked if I recognized him. I apologized that I did not. I added that he was not the only one whose face I forgot, as I meet so many people throughout the day and cannot possibly remember everyone.
He introduced himself with the following tale. Twelve years earlier, he had been light-years away from a Torah lifestyle. He had heard a mussar lesson which I delivered at the time. Recently, he remembered my words, and they finally penetrated his heart. He decided to make a turnabout in his life, until he eventually returned completely to his Maker.
His story gave me chizuk. The impact of one mussar lecture can never be underestimated! Even if the impression is not immediate, it is there. It may take years to take effect, but it will eventually bring people back to their Creator.
