Mrs. Gold* had a problem. It was in the middle of the year, and her child’s Morah was moving out of town. By nature, Mrs. Gold would be nervous and worried, “uh-oh, how am I going to find someone in the middle of the year? ” But she follows ‘A Life with Bitachon‘, and thought to herself, “Who took care of me in the past? Hashem! So Hashem will always take care of me!!” P.S. She made one phone call to a different Morah, and the Morah said, “Yes, two slots just opened up!”
Read more: Bitachon #144
