Bitachon stories inspired by the “A Life with Bitachon” hotline.
love this mailing every single week. I try to print it out every week and read it to my class. I drive a Nissan Rogue, which I leased about a year and a half ago. I really did not know anything about the notifications. So I did not know that it doesn’t tell you when it needs an oil change. I waited and waited and I didn’t get an oil change. A couple of weeks ago, a notification came on that I have to stop the car because there was a problem with the oil filter. I figured that was the notification for the oil change so I went that Sunday to get an oil change in Lakewood. I brought my car to the place and as I’m there in the waiting room, someone asked me, “What do you do?” I told him that I work in Brooklyn, so he said “You drive so much, you must get an oil change once a month.” I said “No, actually this is my first time after driving my car for a year and a half.” So he said “Oh, okay, that’s interesting.” The mechanic who works there, came in wearing gloves on his hands and his hands were full of what looked like soot and mud. And he screams, “Whose Nissan Rogue is this?” I said “It’s mine.” He asked, “When was the last time you did an oil change?” I said, “I never did it.” He said, “Your car will never work again. I’m telling you right now, there’s nothing we can do. I’ll put oil in, but it’s probably not going to drive out of here. If it drives even further, it’s going to stop on the highway. It’s going to break down. Your car will never work again, I’m telling you.” And then he said, “The only thing that will help this work is a miracle. It’s not going to work.” So I said “I guess I’m going to rely on a miracle.” I sat in the waiting room thinking, “Hashem can do anything.” I said to myself, I’ve always been thinking that instead of using paraffin candles on Shabbos, I should really use oil, and it’s for an oil change, so next Shabbos that I’m home we’ll use olive oil for the candles instead of paraffin. I’ll try it for one week, and B’zchus this, my car should be fine. I went to the car. The guy behind the counter said “It’s not going to work.” I said “Okay,” and drove off. It’s been so far two weeks and my car is not saying anything, no notifications. My car is driving as if it’s a brand new car. [A Spring Hill Times Reader]
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