As a child, Chabad gave me life. Direction. I lit the Shabbos candles. I joined Tzivos HaShem. My parents bought me a letter in a Sefer Torah - a Chabad project.
As an adult the Lubavitcher Rebbe saved my life. He blessed me with joy at a time when I was deeply depressed.
As an older adult Chabad welcomed me and my family, in Florida and in Silver Spring and in Santa Fe. There was never a lack of food or warmth or genuine love.
I love being Jewish, and I love Chabad, and this is why I bring forward the problems I hear about. Better we should talk about it and fix it ourselves.
For anybody listening - we are in the birth pangs of the Mashiach right now. We are in a time of great danger. We have sinned. We have enemies lined up against us. We have enemies on the inside and enemies on the outside. We need HaShem’s mercy and forgiveness. Now is the time to do some soul searching and repent from our sins. Before the punishment is visited from without.
There is still time to avert the terrible decree. Please take my words in the spirit they are meant.
By Dr. Dannielle Blumenthal. All opinions are the author's own. Public domain.