{"id":98163,"date":"2022-11-19T23:29:38","date_gmt":"2022-11-19T21:29:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/rdpinto.org\/?p=98163"},"modified":"2022-11-19T23:29:38","modified_gmt":"2022-11-19T21:29:38","slug":"getting-the-message","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rdpinto.org\/en\/getting-the-message\/","title":{"rendered":"Getting the Message"},"content":{"rendered":"

Getting the Message<\/strong><\/p>\n

Father, a\u201dh, passed away on the 5th<\/sup> of Elul, 1985. I was in Morocco at the time, for the celebration of the Bar Mitzvah of the son of R\u2019 Mordechai Knafo, my host there.<\/p>\n

During the evening of the Bar Mitzvah celebrations, I was overcome by a feeling of unease and foreboding concerning my father, zt\u201dl. I immediately left the hall and returned to my lodgings. For some unknown reason, I decided to sleep on the floor that night.<\/p>\n

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  1. HaGaon Rabbi Chaim Pinchas Sheinberg, zt\u201dl, tearfully eulogizing the Tzaddik, Rabbi Moshe Aharon Pinto, zy\u201da, at the gathering commemorating his shloshim<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n

    In the early hours of the morning, I heard knocking on the door. I was surprised to see R\u2019 Knafo standing there and asked him, \u201cWhat are you doing here so early? Do you have news about my father?\u201d<\/p>\n

    He did not want to answer me. I told him, \u201cYou should know that I already felt something was wrong last night.\u201d<\/p>\n

    I brought him into the house and showed him where I had slept during the night. Then he told me the bitter news of my father\u2019s passing. I immediately said, \u201cBaruch Dayan Emet \u2013 Blessed is the True Judge.\u201d<\/p>\n

    I immediately rushed to the airport in order to participate in the funeral, which was to take place in Eretz Yisrael. I wanted to catch a flight to France, and from there, to Israel, even though I did not possess a ticket to Israel. Moreover, diplomatic relations between Israel and Morocco were strained at that time, and I possessed only a Moroccan passport, which did not have an entry visa for Eretz Yisrael.<\/p>\n

    Nevertheless, I placed my trust in Hashem Yitbarach and relied that, in His great kindness, He would provide a solution for me. An Arab, who was a righteous gentile, helped me board a plane that was traveling to France. When the plane landed in France, I was pleasantly surprised to note that there was an El-Al plane just about to take off for Eretz Yisrael parked nearby. I debarked from the first plane and went straight to the plane traveling to Israel. I was immediately surrounded by security personnel, who demanded to see my ticket and travel documents. A great hubbub ensued.<\/p>\n

    I wanted to explain the reason for my trip and everything that had happened during the last few hours, but I broke down in tears and could not utter a word.<\/p>\n

    When the pilot heard the ruckus, he came out of the cabin and asked me, \u201cWhat is your name?\u201d I answered him, and he asked, \u201cWhat is the name of your father?\u201d<\/p>\n

    \u201cRabbi Moshe Aharon Pinto, zt\u201dl.\u201d<\/p>\n

    \u201cWhen did he pass away?\u201d<\/p>\n

    \u201cLast night.\u201d<\/p>\n

    On the spot, the pilot gave me authorization to fly, and even arranged a seat for me\u2026 I was astounded at this turn of events. The reason why the pilot was so helpful was soon revealed. He turned to me and said, \u201cYou should know that I am a Jew, but I did not grow up in a house that kept tradition. However, today, it has clearly been revealed to me that there is a G-d Who runs the world.<\/p>\n

    \u201cI have not listened to the radio for many years, because I don\u2019t like hearing the many tragedies that are reported. I find it difficult to fly a plane after hearing bad news, and prefer to work in a state of happiness. For some unknown reason, when I woke up at four o\u2019clock this morning in order to get ready for work, I decided to turn on the radio to hear the news. The first thing I heard was a report of the passing of your father, and the information that the funeral would take place today in Ashdod at four o\u2019clock in the afternoon.<\/p>\n

    \u201cI angrily switched off the radio, feeling justified in my complaint that it always broadcasts bad news. Yet, a few minutes later, I again felt an urge to turn it on again. It was as if an unseen hand was moving my own. I again heard the news about the passing of your father. This happened several times in succession. I could not understand what was prompting me to keep listening to the news time after time.<\/p>\n

    \u201cNow the son of the tzaddik is standing before my very own eyes, about to board my plane. I now understand why I had to listen to the news about the passing of your father the tzaddik. It was a sign from Heaven, sent to me in order that I would be able to smooth out any difficulties you might encounter and help you fly on my plane.\u201d<\/p>\n

    The pilot then added a personal request, \u201cPlease mention my name at the grave of your father the tzaddik for salvation and blessing.\u201d<\/p>\n

    Of course, I fulfilled his request. I have no doubt that I experienced this miraculous salvation in the merit of my father, zt\u2019l, who ensured that I was able to take part in his funeral and give him the final honor due such a holy and elevated personage. Even though I arrived in Eretz Yisrael after the funeral had already taken place, I was able to sit shivah<\/em> with my brothers and sisters there.<\/p>\n

    This was all in order to pave the way for me to Eretz Yisrael, by the quickest means possible.<\/em><\/p>\n

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