Stories inspired by the “A Life with Bitachon” hotline.
I lost my bracelet. It fell off because the clasp was loose. I searched the entire house and could not find it. I thought it fell off my hand while taking a walk and that I would never find it. Then I had bitachon that it would turn up during Pesach cleaning. Six months later, the cleaning lady was cleaning for pesach and found the bracelet. (Reader of The Spring Hill Times)
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