This story was called in by a very chashuva yid by the name of Dovid Hirschkof. He was traveling through the black wall tunnel in England. Whenever he would be on the phone while travelling through the black wall tunnel, he would lose service and wouldn’t hear anything but static. Many times, he was on
Mrs Schwartz* needed to get lab work done. When she walked into the office, and saw a big sign, ‘No more walk-ins. Appointment only.’ The secretary said, ‘Sorry, make an appointment.’ She thought to herself, ‘Hashem is in charge, is He is the Hakol yachol’ The technician then came and said, ‘There’s exceptions to every
Mrs. Jacobs* was trying to put her children to sleep, but they weren’t falling asleep. She didn’t know what to do. Maybe she should use melatonin? Then she had an idea that she’ll sing, “Hashem puts babies to sleep. Hashem puts children to sleep.” She sang it with a nigun. They fell asleep shortly afterward,
The Jasolevsky children from Lakewood, NJ wanted to go sprinkling. Their mother tried attaching the hose to the sink, but it was not working. She tried this and tried that, but to no avail. She turned to Hashem and said, “Hashem, You’re the Kol Yachol. You could make it turn on.” She tried again, and
This story is from Mrs. Golombeck. It was before Pesach, and she wanted to make a day camp for little kids in order to let the mothers clean their houses. She was thinking to herself, “Where am I going to get the kids from? Do I want to start looking for and recruiting kids for
The Gold family from Lakewood, NJ, had a problem with their awning. It was stuck. Rabbi Gold said, “I know what the problem is.” He climbed up on a ladder and was trying to unscrew a screw, but it was not budging. He tried everything, but to no avail. He came down, and told his
R’ Chaim from Lakewood, NJ, was at the bank with his friend trying to deposit a check in the ATM machine. The machine did not accept it. He tried again, and this time, R’ Chaim said, “Hashem is the Kol Yachol. He could do it.” His friend, at the same time, was quietly davening to
This story was called in by Mrs. Walter. She was having a lot of company for Shabbos. She called the fish store to see if she could order a fish for all her guests. The store apologized but said they were out of fish. It was erev shabbos, and she was trying to figure out
R’ Kaplan* wanted his son to go to a certain yeshiva, and they had been waiting for a long time for a call to find out if he would be accepted. Finally, his wife decided to listen to the songs on the Bitachon hotline to be mechazek. She listened to the songs, and three minutes
This story was called in from Yerushalayim by a chashuva youngerman named Mendel Goldstein. Mrs. Goldstein was cleaning out the cabinets in the kitchen and came across a blender that had never worked properly. It seemed like it had been broken from the day they got it. She turned to her husband and said, “I
R’ Meyer, a yungerman from Chesnut Ridge, NY, needed to make 100 copies. When he was halfway through, the machine broke down and stopped making copies. He did not know what to do. He tried this and tried that, but to no avail. He called the “A Life with Bitachon” hotline and the second he
Chaim, a handyman, was trying to open a gas pipe. He was using a wrench, but it was not going. He took a bigger wrench, but still it was not going. Whatever he tried using did not work. He said, “One second, let me turn to Hashem.” He said, “Hashem, You’re the Kol Yachol,” and
