Mrs. Weinberg had an eye doctor’s appointment with her child, and she was running late. She called up and asked if the doctor could still see them, because they were running late. The receptionist said that if she could come within seven minutes then yes. Otherwise, nothing doing. Mrs. Weinberg thought to herself, “The doctor said seven minutes, and he’s very firm about it.” She was thinking, “There’s no way I’m going to get there in seven minutes. If I rush, it’s going to rob me of my menuchas hanefesh and simchas hachaim. That’s not proper hishtadlus.” She said to herself that she would go calmly. She went calmly, and she said to herself, “While I’m having Bitachon, not only are they going to take me, they’re going to be nice to me! They’re going to be friendly, easy-going and geshmak!” When she came to the office, even though she was late, the secretary said, “Wow, it’s so amazing you came. I’m so happy!” The nicest greeting in the world!!
Read more: Bitachon Story #323
