Hashgochoh Protis XXI - השגחה פרטית
Here’s a story that happened this week:
Here’s a story that happened this week:
At the wrong place – the right time…
My daughter was going to the
engagement parties of two friends, which happened on the same evening.
She had a complicated schedule: she wanted to attend the Tenoyim in the Skver
Simcha hall, say Mazal Tov to her best friend and hurry over to Wiznits hall in
Lampard Grove to witness the plate-breaking there. Once she would finish
with the formalities at the second Simcha in Lampard Grove, she wanted to
sprint back to Heathland Road, as she “couldn’t leave her best friend on her
own”.
Problem is, how do you manage all this by foot, especially in the cold, dark nights of Kislev?
Her prayers were answered in some usual and some unusual ways:
When she left the first venue, she
bumped into a friend who had a car waiting to go from Heathland Road to Lampard
Grove; problem #1 solved. As she left the Wiznits Hall, her willpower to
walk the 15 minute back to the Skver hall? As she was contemplating her next
(move) step, a lady driver approached her and asked if she could kindly call a
young lady from the hall, as she was waiting for her. My daughter
answered that she’ll gladly do this, however the girl in question was not in
the Wiznits hall only in the Skver hall and she will be happy to call her out,
on condition that she is allowed to ride along; problem #2 solved.
If you followed up until here and your GPS is still working, switch it off and look at this seemingly insignificant turn of events: had the lady driver not made the mistake of going to the wrong Simcha hall, my daughter would have had to walk all the way back to the first Simcha hall.
Happy Chanukah!
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