Daily Bitachon #1843

Daily stories from the “A Life with Bitachon” hotline. 

This story has been called in all the way from Eretz Yisrael by a very chashuva yungerman by the name of Yaakov Eisner. He said he needed to pick up a package from the post office, but there wasn’t any post office right near where he lived, so he would have to travel very far to pick up the package. The way the post offices work is that it’s by appointment only, and if you arrive ten minutes after your scheduled appointment, then they cancel your appointment and you have to reschedule for a new appointment. R’ Eisner went on the bus together with his son to pick up the package. He turned to his son and said, “Look, there’s so much traffic. We’re never going to be able to make it on time.” When they finally arrived, they had already canceled his appointment. They said there’s nothing they could do for him other than schedule a new appointment. R’ Eisner saw that every few minutes another person walked in, another person, another person. The room was full. He turned to his son and said, “What should we do? Should we leave and have to do this another time? No. Let’s sing and play the song Hakol Yachol and realize it’s Hashem in charge and not the post office.” With that, we started being Mechazik and singing HaKol Yechol. And when they finished singing, they saw that the post office was empty. There’s nobody there. They went to the counter, and R’ Eisner said, “There’s no one around, can I pick my package?” They said, “sure, of course, our greatest pleasure.” And as they were getting the package, all of a sudden, they saw the post office becoming full again, one person after another. But they were already by the counter, and they gave them everything they needed, with the best service, better than ever.