I have a machine for selling drinks, cans, and small bottles. The machine is centrally located, and baruch Hashem, it is available to passersby so they can quench their thirst while filling my pockets; it is a kosher parnassah for me.
I have a kvius: Every day there are three hours of limud haTorah, during which I only, only sit and learn. My cell phone is turned off and I cannot be reached. During this time I forget about the whole world and am zocheh to learn without any disturbance.
One day after I completed my learning, I turned on my cell phone and discovered 17 voice messages. Starting with the first message, I heard the voice of my friend, who sounded very tense: “Listen, your soda machine was tampered with, all the cans were taken, and the money was taken too. Come quickly.”
The following message: “The police are there. Come quickly.”
Next message: “Nu, what’s with you?”
Later: “You’re not answering and you’re not coming, so I’m going instead of you.”
This dear good-hearted friend and baal chessed tried to reach me 17 times, and each time he reported on developments. In the end the thief was caught, along with the cans and the money, and everything was returned to its place. The final message was: “Everything is okay. You can relax.” When I came to the location where the soda machine was, everything was already completely organized, with not a trace of all the chaos that had hit this place just a short time earlier.
I saw tangibly how “He who accepts upon himself the yoke of Torah is freed from the yokes of malchus and derech eretz.” I also avoided the experience of fear and ogmas nefesh and the whole storm of emotions that such an incident could cause, not to mention dealing with the police and everything related to it. Everything that was stolen was returned to me, and those priceless hours of limud haTorah are preserved forever.
Yasher koach to my dear friend, the good messenger who was sent to me by Hashem yisbarach.
