The Wonders of Harav Yitzchack Kadouri
158 The eulogies lasted several hours Society for the Jewish Iraqi community arrived. We entered the van, which whisked us off straight away to the Yeshivat Nachalat Yitzchak, along with Harav Amar and Rav Deri. There, he lay all night, while thousands of people passed by the body of the Rav, crying over their loss. Everyone was still unable to comprehend their loss and searching for some comfort, asking themselves who could ever take the place of the Rav. Who in our generation has the power of the Rav’s prayers, or the ability to write amulets, as only the Rav knew how. Losing the Righteous The morning appeared gloomy and dark, almost as if the Heavens were crying along with the crowd. A light shower drizzled. It appeared as if the whole of Creation was taking part in the Rav’s funeral. A cold wintry day in Jerusalem. All of
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