Daily Bitachon stories from the “A Life with Bitachon” hotline. This story was called in by Mrs. Shwartz. Mrs. Shwartz said over that one of her relatives was getting married in Eretz Yisrael. She wanted to go to the chasunah together with her husband. People were telling her all different shticks how to get free
Mrs. Weiss from Lakewood, New Jersey had a phone that was not working. There was an outage from AT&T. She had many important texts that she was supposed to receive, but nothing was coming in. She started to get frustrated. Then she thought to herself, ‘Why should I get upset? Hashem is in control. Let
Mrs. Weber worked at a company which laid off almost all its workers. She was fired. She came home and she told her family that she was out of a job. Her child said, “Mommy, you always teach us the parnassah comes from Hashem. It’s not up to the company to fire you. It’s up
Mrs. Weitz* was looking for an empty apartment for her son and his family for Shabbos. She made many phone calls to all different people who she heard were going away for Shabbos, but none of their apartments were available. She thought to herself, “What should I do? I did so much hishtadlus, but I
Mrs. Berger has anxiety and OCD. She told her doctor that the medication that she was taking was causing her to be dizzy. She asked him, “Is there any medication that does not have any side effects?” He told her, “I’ve been seeing many patients who have told me that once they have started listening
Dovid, a 15 year old Yeshiva bocher, was staying with a family in Manchester for a couple of days. They gave him a key to get in and out of his apartment, but he lost the key. He sat down and he was mischazek in bitachon for five minutes. He then found a key that
Moshe, an eleven year old boy from Lakewood, NJ really wanted a soda can. He turned to Hashem and he said, “Hashem, I’m trusting in you that you’re going to give me a soda can.” That night, Moshe’s chavrusa brought him a cookie and a soda can. Read more: Bitachon Story of Door Opening Salvation
Mrs. Friedman from Eretz Yisroel needed to do something in a graphics store for an upcoming meeting. The machine was not working properly and was not cutting the papers. There would be no way for her to cut the papers on her own. They kept on trying, but the machine was not working. It was
Chani, a seminary girl, does alterations for people. It was Erev Shabbos and the sewing machine stopped working. She did not know what to do. She called her mother. Her mother said, “Call the ‘A Life with Bitachon’ hotline and be meschazeik in bitachon.” She called the “A Life with Bitachon” hotline and heard a
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
