Chani, a seminary girl, does alterations for people. It was Erev Shabbos and the sewing machine stopped working. She did not know what to do. She called her mother. Her mother said, “Call the ‘A Life with Bitachon’ hotline and be meschazeik in bitachon.” She called the “A Life with Bitachon” hotline and heard a
Mrs. Hershkowitz* is part of a Chassidus that has a fund that when someone’s son becomes a chosson, they give money to help purchase things for the Chasuna. Her son became a chosson, Baruch HaShem, but they told her that the fund was depleted and there was no money. She said, “Well guess what? It’s
Rabbi Golombeck’s nephew, Shimon Stein, missed his bus to cheder one morning. He lives very far from his cheder and his parents weren’t home. He was trying to figure out how in the world he was going to get to cheder. Then he said, “One second. Who takes me to cheder every morning? It’s not
Mrs. Schwartz needed help taking care of her kids before Pesach, cleaning up, juggling errands; she had so many things she had to do. She was thinking that she really needed a mothers helper. But where was she going to find one? She knew that Hashem always helped her with everything else in life, so
R’ Kaufman has a Shabbos mode oven that he was never able to figure out, so every week his wife did it. This past week, his wife forgot to do it. She had bentched licht already, so it was too late. He had to do it, but he had no idea how! He said, “Hashem
The Weiss family was in a pizza shop. The table that they like to sit at was taken. They said to themselves that it is not up to fisher-price mentchies, it’s up to Hashem. If Hashem wants us to sit there, He will send the people away! Just as they finished paying for their order,
Mrs. Cohen needed a procedure done to her hand. She was in a lot of pain. She called the doctor, and the doctor said that they were very backed up, and there were no appointments available for a very long time. Mrs. Cohen thought to herself, “It’s not up to the doctor, it’s up to
R’ Dovid, a Rosh Kollel from Eretz Yisrael, needed to pay his yungerleit $6,000. He had no idea where the money was going to come from. He turned to Hashem, and he said, “There’s one thing I know, that You are the banker and You are the One in charge of all the money. You
Yaakov Goldstein, a yungerman, had to go through a 12-hour surgery, and the doctors said that the recovery was expected to take about 12 weeks. He called up his rebbi to tell him about it, and his rebbi said that the best way to prepare for surgery is by saying, “Hashem, there is no teva
Shimon, a yungerman from Monsey, N.Y., was in the bais medrash typing up chidushei Torah. His mouse was not working. He tried this and tried that, but to no avail. So he said, “Hashem You’re the Kol Yachol, You can make it work.” Immediately the mouse started working! Read more: Bitachon Story of Super-Fast Healing
Shloimy, a bachur learning in Monsey, New York lost his earpods. He was searching all around but he could not find it. He said, “Hashem, you’re the Kol Yachol.” He also started saying, “Amar Rabi Binyomin” While he was saying “Amar Rabi Binyomin,” he found his earpods. Read more: Bitachon Fixes Mouse
Ten-year-old Zevy lost one of the batteries to his drone. He really wanted to fly it, but he only had one battery. He thought to himself, “Hashem is the only one in charge. He could find it for me.” He started singing Hakol Yachol. He looked again, and he found it in a place where
