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

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

This story was called in by a very chashuva yungerman by the name of Nissan Shwekey. He said that he has a button in his car that when you press it, it displays and shows how many more miles you have to drive until you have to fill up with gas. The problem was that

This story was called in by a very, very chashuva neighbor, by the name of Rabbi Binyomin Kaplan. He came over to me to tell the most gevaldig amazing bitachon story he just experienced firsthand. He saw the power of what it means to have, every day, a seder k’vuah, to learn about emunah and

This story was called in by Mishpachav Glieberman. She has a freezer in her basement that she uses for Pesach every year. The outlet next to the freezer, for the past 17 years, never worked. It was broken. They would use an extension cord and plug it in to a different outlet. Now they were

This story’s been called in all the way from England by a very chashuva yungerman by the name of Avishai Berkowitz. He pledged to raise a certain amount of money for a certain mosad. And he knew that a certain g’vir would be able to give a lot of money that would help him reach

This story was called in all the way from London by a very chashuva yid by the name of Chaim Markowitz. He said that his friend by the name of David Guetter said, “I have to tell you the most amazing bitachon story I just experienced firsthand. I am a grocer, and I had to

This story was called in all the way from Eretz Yisrael by a very chashuva Yid by the name of R’ Neuman. Bright and early one morning, he went straight from davening to his office. He was really in the mood of a geshmak delicious, yummy, scrumptious smoothie. But he was thinking to himself, should

This story has been called in by a very, very chashuva Rebbe by the name of Rabbi Yoni Sarf. On Friday night he realized that he needed a Shabbos goy. He walked outside, but there was no one in sight. He was thinking, “It’s late at night, what’s the chances of finding a non-Jew at