Storm Clouds

ב”ה

Reminded

In the late 1960’s the Rebbe launched the Mitzvah Campaign. Starting with Teffilin, and thereafter Shabbat candles, the campaign grew to ten mitzvahs.

Chassidim all over the world were mobilized into action. It was the mitzvah campaign that sparked the now famous Mitzvah Tanks, first in the streets of New York City, and then the world over.

The Rebbe believed in the inherent value of a single Mitzvah performed by a Jew, inasmuch as it creates an eternal bond with G-d, and that invariably one Mitzvah leads to another.

For many Jews these street encounters with a young Chassidic boy or girl offering them to do a Mitzvah, became watershed moments in their lives, and reminded them of their Jewishness. Many have found that singular Mitzvah experience to be life changing, as one Mitzvah led to another, effectuating a new and more purposeful Jewish lifestyle.

DEDICATED TO THE MEMORY OF THE TAMIM
RABBI ARIEL RAV-NOY A”H BY HIS LOVING PARENTS
SHALTIEL ZE’V AND VARGAS FAIGY BLUMA RAV-NOY

Track NameArtist Name
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Lyrics By:

RUVI NEW AND LARRY GATES

Melody By:

BENTZI MARCUS, BOB REMSTEIN

Mr. J lived his days as a broker in LA
Made lots of dough and lived as though
Life was work and play
Every toy a techno boy
Could want he bought himself
I’m number one, those trophies shouted up there on the shelf

Still there was something missing in his life
A hunger in his soul
An empty place within his heart yearning to be whole
Then a Chassid man he met one day
Showed him a different way
He said, “wrap these straps around your arm
And pray with me today”

Chorus:
And suddenly without a word Mr. J could sense a change
And now he saw the wonders, his world would rearrange
Hashem had opened up his eyes and everything was new
And all because a Chassid man
Reminded him, He was a Jew

Somewhere out in Brooklyn
Lived a woman on her own
No family or friends were there
She was all alone
A soul without a purpose
She drifted through the day
It never did occur to her
To close her eyes and pray

One Friday while out shopping a young girl she did meet
She looked at her with youthful eyes and with a voice so sweet
She said, “I see the sadness in your eyes
But your Neshoma still shines bright
So take these candlesticks with you
And light them up tonight”

Chorus:
And burning in those candles was the peace she’d missed before
Serenity at sunset, those candles were much more
Hashem had opened up her eyes and everything was new
And all because a caring girl
Reminded her, she was a Jew

© 2023 by Mary Joe Rizzuto.

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