Mrs. Hershkowitz* is part of a Chassidus that has a fund that when someone’s son becomes a chosson, they give money to help purchase things for the Chasuna. Her son became a chosson, Baruch HaShem, but they told her that the fund was depleted and there was no money. She said, “Well guess what? It’s
Rabbi Golombeck’s nephew, Shimon Stein, missed his bus to cheder one morning. He lives very far from his cheder and his parents weren’t home. He was trying to figure out how in the world he was going to get to cheder. Then he said, “One second. Who takes me to cheder every morning? It’s not
Mrs. Schwartz needed help taking care of her kids before Pesach, cleaning up, juggling errands; she had so many things she had to do. She was thinking that she really needed a mothers helper. But where was she going to find one? She knew that Hashem always helped her with everything else in life, so
R’ Kaufman has a Shabbos mode oven that he was never able to figure out, so every week his wife did it. This past week, his wife forgot to do it. She had bentched licht already, so it was too late. He had to do it, but he had no idea how! He said, “Hashem
The Weiss family was in a pizza shop. The table that they like to sit at was taken. They said to themselves that it is not up to fisher-price mentchies, it’s up to Hashem. If Hashem wants us to sit there, He will send the people away! Just as they finished paying for their order,
R’ Dovid, a Rosh Kollel from Eretz Yisrael, needed to pay his yungerleit $6,000. He had no idea where the money was going to come from. He turned to Hashem, and he said, “There’s one thing I know, that You are the banker and You are the One in charge of all the money. You
Yaakov Goldstein, a yungerman, had to go through a 12-hour surgery, and the doctors said that the recovery was expected to take about 12 weeks. He called up his rebbi to tell him about it, and his rebbi said that the best way to prepare for surgery is by saying, “Hashem, there is no teva
Shloimy, a bachur learning in Monsey, New York lost his earpods. He was searching all around but he could not find it. He said, “Hashem, you’re the Kol Yachol.” He also started saying, “Amar Rabi Binyomin” While he was saying “Amar Rabi Binyomin,” he found his earpods. Read more: Bitachon Fixes Mouse
Meir, a yeshiva bachur learning in Eretz Yisrael, was suffering from panic and anxiety attacks. He was going from medication to medication, but nothing was helping him. Then he thought to himself, “Hashem is the one in charge of emotions. He can take away all the anxiety.” Not long after that, Meir woke up one
Dovid, a four-year-old boy from Brooklyn NY, had a toy that broke. He wanted it to start working again, so he started to sing Hakol Yachol. Read more: Bitachon Story of Medical Miracle
The music player in the Epstein house broke; something happened to the wire. They tried using it but it was not turning on. Mrs. Epstein said, “Let me sing Hakol Yachol.” She sang it and then she tried it again. It started playing! Read more: “Educated in Bitachon!”
Daily Bitachon stories from the “A Life with Bitachon” hotline. This story was called in all the way from London by a very chashuv Yid whose name is Yoel Friedman. He lives in Golders Green. He said over that he got back pain and went to the doctor. The doctor said that he doesn’t see