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Faith In Spite Of All A Rabbi’s Story by Rabbi Juda Glasner ÜÔÐ Ú Ü ÕÝÞ ¸³ ³ Copyright c 2005 Deborah Glasner, Moses Glasner, David Glasner. All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form. ISBN:0-533-01568-5 The Copyright was held by Juda Glasner from 1974 to 2005. This is a reprint of the First Edition of Faith In Spite Of All which was originally printed by Vantage Press, 516 West 34th Street, New York, New York 10001. ii FAITH IN SPITE ALL A RABBI′S STORY BY RABBI JUDA GLASNER ÜÔÐ Ú Ü ÕÝÞ ¸³ ³ iii ACKNOWLEDGMENTS The author gratefully acknowledges the encouragement he re- ceived from: Rabbi Miklos Hauer Solomon Frankel Bernard Spiegel in the writing of this book. He also wishes to express his gratitude to: Americanism Educational League David Berger Sidney Chambers Christians and Jews For Law and Morality Stanley Diller Ted Orden George Gluck Romy and Flora Rosman Ernest Hancz Maxine Waltz Ross Sol Kest Blanca Roven Louis Kesten Herman Schwartz Flossy Landow David and Fela Shapell Alex Lichtig Joe Simon Al Loevinger Aron Spiegel Armin Mandel Dan Srulovics Sam Menlo Ray Swidler Marion Miller Tov Tobias Eugene Nasch E. Wintner Julius Nasch Gary Wintner They all share my belief that this book will contribute to the understanding of our gravest problem, namely the crisis of Faith in our time. May the Almighty bestow His blessing on them for their noble deeds. iv PREFACE The historic content of this book would alone be sufficient to merit the attention and interest of any person, young or old, who feels troubled by the deplorable conditions of tension and tumult which bear upon all peoples of the world today. However, beyond its historic significance you will find in this work an inspiring example of courage and perseverance as you follow the author through the torturous trials and tribulations he suffered in his determination to find and re-unite himself with his family from whom he, as had millions of others, been forcibly separated by the Nazis during the horrendous times of Hitler’s reign. You will wonder how one man . alone could endure such mental and physical torture and survive, not only to pursue his own purpose, but to find ways by which he could render aid to untold numbers of others. This is the story of Rabbi Juda Glasner, and as you read, you will come to understand whence came the courage and strength to survive. It came from the author’s unwavering faith in God, to whom he has devoted his life in faithful servitude. I have never known a man of such rare human qualities as are demonstrated by Rabbi Juda Glasner. I am proud and grateful and spiritually uplifted to have him as my friend. HARRY VON ZELL March 27, 1974 v FOREWORD ½ ¸ ÜÛ ¹ ³ Ô ÖÜ ÐÖ Ð Neither shalt thou stand idly by the blood of thy fellow-men: I am the Lord–Leviticus 19:16. The author of this book, survivor of both the Nazi and the Communist oppression, has increasingly felt that he had to tell the story of how the above command has not been heeded or what has not happened which could have prevented the terrible castastrophe of the extermination of millions of Jews. Sustained by his unshakeable faith in God in times of the greatest test of human will, he wishes to bear testimony to the acts of omission which permitted Hitler to carry out his devilish plans in Europe. He has been an eyewitness to the tragedy of the Jews in Hungary, and the book will address itself especially to this chapter of the immensely sad history of World War II. The occupation of Hungary by Nazi Germany occurred in March, 1944. At that time the final defeat of the Hitlerian hordes had become a foregone conclusion. In spite of, or perhaps because of this fact, the occupiers, aided by the too willing Hungarian au- thorities, carried out their plan for extermination of the Jewish population of Hungary with systematic cruelty. Pressed by time, they acted with greater brutality and in greater haste than in any other territory temporarily under Hitler’s thumb. A review of the events that took place at that time will show that there were opportunities which, had they been seized by those in a position to help, could have allowed for the rescue of a large number or maybe all of the unfortunate victims of the Nazis in Hungary. Today we know whatever was done in that direction was too little and came too late. The German Pastor Niemoeller, who will always be remem- bered for his courageous stand against Hitler, summarized the stand-off attitude of the outside world which caused the Hungar- ian tragedy in this statement: ”When Communists were jailed, I was not a Communist. When Jews were jailed, I was not a Jew. vi When union members were jailed, I was not a union member, and when Catholics were jailed, I was not a Catholic. But when I was jailed, it was too late to do anything about it.” His statement re- peats the old maxim that whoever remains indifferent to the loss of freedom by anyone, risks the forfeiture of his own freedom, and ultimately is bound to pay very dearly for his apathy. George Bernard Shaw said the same thing in other words: ”The worst sin toward our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them.” The author’s personal story integrates into the great collective tragedy of the time. The Nazi danger has now passed, but to tell the truth without bias and without fear, is never without danger. To illustrate this let me refer to the testimony of the Rev. Richard Wurmbrand, a crusader for religious revival in the countries of of- ficial atheism and a refugee from Communist prisons, made before a United States Senate Committee. Before leaving Rumania, the Communists told him: ”You now are leaving this country but be careful of how you behave abroad. You may preach Christianity, but beware of attacking us. If you speak against Communism, bear in mind that for a mere one thousand dollars it is easy to find someone ready to liquidate you. We are playing with our cards on the table. Remember, in prison you met people we had brought back even from the West.” The faith that sustained me in past tribulations prompts me to proclaim the urgent need for a restoration of the belief in a Divine Being. Only such a belief will give us the moral strength to withstand the otherwise unbearable pressure of our frantic times. This needs to be proclaimed because, unfortunately, millions have lost this belief or never had it; without it they are drifting in a world without directions and without apparent aim, unable ever to quench their thirst for meaning. It is like the story of a lady who reprimanded her servant for leaving dust on the furniture. The servant retorted, ”If you will kindly wipe your eyeglasses you will see that there is not a speck of dust anywhere.” Those who do not see the beauty and the glory of faith look at the world through grimy glasses that make everything appear vii dim to them. It is my ardent wish that this book will help readers to rekindle the sparks of their faith. However, I do not want to sound like the girl who declared to her mother that she was going to draw a picture of God. ”No one knows what God looks like,” the mother objected. The child replied, ”They will after I have finished my picture.” viii Chapter 1 SATAN LEADS THE DANCE Þ ÐÐ ÑÒ ÜÛÒ ÔÖ ÑÒ ÝÜ ÓÞ Ò ¾¿ ¸ ÒÜ Þ ÐÐ – ÒÖ Oh, that my head were waters, and my eyes a fountain of tears; and that I might weep day and night, for the fallen of my people!–Jeremiah 8:23. I did not suspect in my youth that one day a story would be build- ing up in my soul and that I would feel compelled to communicate it to my fellow-men. Happy people, they used to say, have noth- ing to relate about themselves, for happiness is not an event but a state, a condition, undisturbed as long as it lasts. My adolescence and early manhood were such uninterrupted bliss. Descendant of an ancient family of rabbis, I was simply to step into the shoes of my ancestors, preach the word, a latter-day heir to those who received the commands from God and transmitted them to their flocks. I studied theology in Bratislava, Czechoslovakia, and then again in Montreux, Switzerland. At the age of twenty-two I was a fully ordained Rabbi, a Deputy to my father, the Chief Rabbi of our community of Cluj (the Hungarian Kolozsv´ar), capital of Transylvania. This was a territory situated in the easternmost part of Hungary, bordering Rumania. Our city had a large and alert Jewish population, and our congregation of some four thou- sand families was composed of a majority of intelligent and edu- cated people who managed to continue their religious traditions and to keep up with the world at the same time. I married a beautiful girl, also a descendant of rabbis, who was introduced to 1 2 SATAN LEADS THE DANCE me in Budapest, after the reattachment of our region to Hungary. Our future, seemed to be all cut out for us – continue our dynasty, lead the congregation, partake of the nectar of the Divine Word, by daily studies and daily prayers; a most enviable destiny.