This story was called in by a very, very choshuva yungerman by the name of Rabbi Deutch, who had a doctor’s appointment for one of his sons that Thursday. The day before the appointment, the doctor’s office called to say that for this appointment, the doctor really needed the hospital records of a medical procedure that the son had a couple years before. The father immediately called the hospital and said, “I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow, and the doctor wants medical records from a few years ago.” “The Medical Records Department is closed on Wednesdays,” they told him. He said it was very important, so they gave him a couple of ideas, which he tried, but nothing worked out. When he called back to ask for more ideas, they said, “Sorry, there’s nothing we can do.” Rabbi Deutsch decided to go to the hospital in person, but when he got to the front desk, he got the same story. They said, “Oh, you want copies of medical records? Well, it’s in a different department in a different part of the hospital and it’s a long walk from here. But don’t bother going there anyway because today is Wednesday, and they’re closed on Wednesdays. You’ll have to come back tomorrow.” “Come back tomorrow!?” the father was thinking. “My son’s appointment is tomorrow! I really need the records today. I’ll just walk over to the Records Department and have Bitachon in my loving, caring, Father, HaKadosh Baruch Hu, the Ribono Shel Olam. I know Hashem can work everything out.” When he finally got to that department, he saw a big sign: We are closed on Wednesdays. First, he thought, “Oh, no! They really are closed! NOW what should I do??” Then he said to himself, “I don’t go with Teva! I’m not impressed with the laws of Nature! I go with Hashem, the Kol Yachol! Hashem is the One running the world, and He can do anything and everything! Hashem is the only One in charge! ” Suddenly, a man walked out of the Medical Records Department, and said, “How can I help you?” Rabbi Deutch said, “I need medical records from a procedure that my son had done at this hospital a couple of years ago.” “I’ll tell you the truth. We’re really closed today,” the man said. “ I just happened to come in today to get something. Well, once I’m here, I guess I can help you.” And in no time, he gave the father all the medical records and paperwork he needed, with the best service better than ever!

This story was called in all the way from Beit Shemesh by Mrs. Wiener. She put up a load of laundry, and she only realized after the clothes went through the wash and dryer that her son’s very, very expensive MP3 player was in his pants pocket. Uh-oh. What does that mean? It’s going to be waterlogged. It’s going to be damaged from everything it just went through. She took it out, and she saw it had water inside it. She was thinking, “Uh-oh. My son is not going to be too happy about this. But what should I do now? It’s too late.” They tried to turn it on, but it didn’t go on. She turned to her son, and she said, “Do you know who’s in charge of making this MP3 work? You think it’s a button that you press? You think that because it’s waterlogged, it’s broken and it can’t work? It’s only our loving and caring Father, Hakadosh Baruch Hu, the Rebono Shel Olam. He’s the Kol Yachol, let’s be Mechazik together.” They started singing, and when they finished, she turned to her son and said, “Now let’s try again.” And this time, it started working! Read more: Daily Bitachon #1845

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. Read more: Daily Bitachon #1844

This story’s been called in all the way from Manchester, England by a very chashuva yungerman by the name of Avishai Berkowitz. He said over that one of his children wanted a specific type of game, but it was out of stock. It was nowhere to be found. But his son really wanted it. So he was thinking, “What should I do? If the stores don’t sell it, they’re out of stock, how should I get it? Should it fly in from the roof? Should it fly in from the sky?” But because he follows the principles of Living with Bitachon, he realized, that just because the stores were out of stock, Hashem’s the Kol Yachol, He can do everything and anything, and He can make it appear out of nowhere. Shortly after this, his sister arrived from Eretz Yisrael to visit the family, and what did she bring as a present? The exact game that his son wanted, with the best service, free of charge, better than ever! Read more: Daily Bitachon #1843

This story’s been called in all the way from Golders Green by Mrs. Shiner. She went somewhere with her family, and it was already late at night. They were in the middle of no man’s land. When they went to the bus stop, they realized they already missed the last bus home, and there were no more buses arriving that night. They were trying to figure out, “What are we going to do now? How are we going to get home?” Then they said, “One second. Do you think it’s the buses that take us home? It’s Hakadosh Baruch Hu, the Rebono Shel Olam. He’s the one that provides us the transportation that we need. And therefore, let’s just leave it up to Hakadosh Baruch Hu. He’s the Kol Yachol. He can do everything and anything. Ah, there’s no more buses running tonight. Ah, there’s no one around. But we don’t need anyone other than our loving, caring Father, Hakadosh Baruch Hu, the Rebono Shel Olam.” As they were thinking all these thoughts, they looked up and they saw a bus that said, “Not in service.” The bus stopped, and the bus driver opened up his window and said, “Where do you need to go?” They told him. He said, “Sure, hop right into the bus, I’ll give you door-to-door service.” Everything went so smooth and easy, better than ever! Read more: Daily Bitachon #1842

This story was called in all the way from Eretz Yisrael by a very chashuva yungerman by the name of Shmuel Schoenberg. On Erev Pesach, he went to shop for all his Yom Tov needs. And as he was wheeling his carts to the cash register, he started thinking, “Uh-oh, how am I going to be able to bring this all home? How am I going to be able to carry this? What should I do?” Then he said, “One second, just because I can’t carry it, that doesn’t mean I have to figure out how to bring it home. Hashem, You’re the Kol Yachol, You can do everything and anything, and You can bring it all home for me. And I’m just throwing it up to You and leaving it up to Hashem.” Within one minute, all of a sudden, a young man standing behind him at the cash register said, “I have a car, and I’m going home. Would you like me to bring you anywhere? Would you like a ride home? I can bring all your stuff with me.” And in no time, he got door-to-door service, free of charge, everything went super smooth, better than ever! Read more: Daily Bitachon #1841

This story was called in all the way from Montreal by a very chashuva yungerman by the name of Yakov Salomon. He wanted to apply for a special permit that allows you to park wherever you like all around town. And he went to one of the government offices to ask them if they could please give him a permit in order for him to be able to park wherever he would like. He gave his proof of address and he gave an identification card. They said, “Sorry, you got the wrong office. You’re not in the right location to do that. You have to go somewhere else. We don’t do that over here.” As they were telling him, sorry, we can’t help you, he was thinking, “Who’s in charge of helping me anyway? You think they’re the ones to decide if I’m in the right location or not the right location, if they can help me or they can’t help me? It’s all up to my loving, caring father, Hakadosh Baruch Hu, the Ribono Shel Olam, He can do everything and anything.” While he was thinking these thoughts, all of a sudden, he saw they started writing up his permit. And in no time, they said, “Here, sure, here’s the permit that you wanted.” And in no time, they gave him the best service, better than ever! Read more: Daily Bitachon #1840

This story was called in by a very chashuva youngerman by the name of Yitzchak Ahron Sternfeld. He said he had to get through to somebody right away; it was very, very important. He needed to ask him for a favor. He was asking around how to reach this person. Everyone told him, “It’s impossible to reach him. The way it works is, you leave a message. He responds only after you leave a message.” But R’ Yitzchak Ahron said, “I really need to speak to him 1,2,3. I don’t have time to leave a message asking him to call me back.” But everyone told him, “This is the way it works. He has a whole system. He has a lot of people running after him. Everyone wants to speak to him, and this is how it works. There’s no beating the system.” Then R’ Yitzchak Ahron stopped and realized, “One second, that’s if you go with teva, you can’t beat the system. But if you go with the emunah and bitachon and you go with the Kol Yachol, Hashem also has a system. Hashem can do whatever you want.” And with that, in no time, Hashem made the person pick up the phone right away, 1-2-3, and help him out, with the best service, better than ever!” Read more: Daily Bitachon #1839

This story has been called in by a very chashuve yungerman by the name of Chezky Hauer. He needed to go to the Department of Motor Vehicles (DMV) to get a new title and registration. He made sure to get all the paperwork that he thought would be necessary. He arrived bright and early for his appointment, and they started going through his documents. They started giving him issues, saying, “You don’t have sufficient paperwork. You need this document and that document and you’re going to have to get this and you have to get that.” Chezky was thinking, “Uh-oh, now I’m going to have to start doing this all over and start getting all different types of documents.” When he got home, people told him that he would have to pay someone to get all the paperwork that needed. He was thinking, “One second, do I have to pay someone to get all the documents that I need? I can go straight to the Ribono Shel Olam. He’s free of charge. He’s the Kol Yachol. He can do everything and anything! So, what I’m going to do is I’m going to take the same exact paperwork that I just brought in the first time and go again and do the same thing. This time with emunah and bitachon that Hashem is the Kol Yachol.” With that, he went to the DMV with the same documents, everything exactly the same, and they looked and they said, “Great, you have everything, perfect, exactly the way we need it to be.” In no time, they gave him registration and plates, with the best service better than ever! Read more: Daily Bitachon #1838