Shloimy,* a bachur learning in Eretz Yisrael, needed to go shopping and he didn’t have any money with him. He decided to go to the store. He was thinking, “I don’t have any money so what should I do. I have to leave it up to Hashem.” At the store, someone came over to him and said, “You look like a yeshiva bachur. I want the zechus to support you. If you need something I’m going to pay for it.” Just like that another Yid paid for it! (R’ Zevy Golombeck)
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Shloimy,* a bachur learning in Eretz Yisrael, needed to go shopping and he didn’t have any money with him. He decided to go to the store. He was thinking, “I don’t have any money so what should I do. I have to leave it up to Hashem.” At the store, someone came over to him and said, “You look like a yeshiva bachur. I want the zechus to support you. If you need something I’m going to pay for it.” Just like that another Yid paid for it! (R’ Zevy Golombeck)
Read more : The Wondrous Ways of Hashem