Letter to my rabbi

I seldom write letters and I can say it's just due to my bad handwriting. I seldom write public letters using my pc or tablet: I can say I'm no social creature and I always fear to hurt someone.

But I can't help it right now. I'm thinking of Rabbi Berg. I don't know what happened. I don't know what I can do. I guess I could pray and I'm trying.

It's not the first time this happens to me and to many creature. Rabbi Yehuda Berg helped me. I remember how many pages I read and I could at least try to be better. My mind and my faith started to walk together and I was able to survive somehow.

Now I know there are hard times and I can't judge. I don't want to judge.

All I want to do is to say thank you, as regards me.

I'm a bad creature and yet some people say I helped them. I think it's a miracle.

I wonder how many people got help from Yehuda Berg. I don't know what happened, who's right or wrong. Only angels do.

I only know I want to write a letter. A letter to my rabbi. If I'm here, it's also thanks to him.

And thanks was the most difficult word to say.

Thank you, my rabbi. G-d help you and every human being forever.