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
Shimon, a yungerman from Monsey, N.Y., was in the bais medrash typing up chidushei Torah. His mouse was not working. He tried this and tried that, but to no avail. So he said, “Hashem You’re the Kol Yachol, You can make it work.” Immediately the mouse started working! Read more: Bitachon Story of Super-Fast Healing
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
Ten-year-old Zevy lost one of the batteries to his drone. He really wanted to fly it, but he only had one battery. He thought to himself, “Hashem is the only one in charge. He could find it for me.” He started singing Hakol Yachol. He looked again, and he found it in a place where
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
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
Daily Bitachon stories from the “A Life with Bitachon” hotline. This story was called in by a very chashuv Yid by the name of Asher Dov Leiberman. In his neighborhood, garbage day pickup is Tuesday. Every Tuesday without fail he makes sure to bring out the garbage. Last Tuesday, he forgot. Tuesday came and went,
Mordechai Klein, a bachur from Lakewood who was learning in Eretz Yisrael, flew back to Lakewood for a family simcha. At the airport in Eretz Yisrael, one of the security guards came over to him and told him that someone left a shtreimel in the airport. The phone number on the shtreimel was an American
Avrumy was trying to open the trunk of his car, but it was not opening. He tried this and that to no avail. Everyone in the family tried to help him, but it was just not opening. Finally, he said to himself that he would have to bring the car to the mechanic. But then
Chani had her school’s production on Motzei Shabbos. She needed her costume to be ironed. They were going away for Shabbos, and her mother said that she had no time to iron it. Chani turned to Hashem and said, “I’m trusting in You. I know that You’re going to iron the costume for me. I
The Berger family was trying to play a CD, but it was all scratched up and not playing well. They were mechazek in Bitachon that Hashem is in charge of everything, and there is no such thing as a scratched CD! If He wants it to work well, it will work well! Then they tried
I had a bill to pay. I learn the sefer Chovos Halevavos, Shaar Habitachon every day for five minutes. I got a phone call while I was learning, and the caller left me a message. It was a yid from Los Angeles who said that he was flying to the Tri- State area and would
