In my wallet I have a hard copy of the words of Asher yatzar. I’ve heard much about the great advantage of reciting birkas Asher yatzar with kavanah. This is a brachah that is all thanksgiving to Hashem for our health, and it is also a segulah for continued health until 120. Recently, I strengthened myself greatly in saying Asher yatzar from a printed copy of the words, and I tried very hard not to miss out on doing this.
In many places you can come across the nusach of the brachah attached to the wall, but there are places where the brachah is not posted on some wall near the restroom, and that is why it is so good that the brachah comes along with me, clearly written, inside my wallet.
I left Eretz Yisrael with this wallet, headed for London. At the airport, I stood in line waiting for a security check. When my turn came, I was told to empty my pockets. The wallet and its contents went through the X-ray machine along with the rest of my personal possessions.
After the examination, I gathered my things and continued walking in the direction of the plane.
While on the way, I wanted to recite Asher yaztar from the card, so I put my hand into my pocket to take out the wallet, but I came up with nothing. Nothing but a tissue.
Where was the wallet? If not in my right pocket, perhaps in my left, and if not in my pants, perhaps in my shirt pocket, or in my suit. But I came up with nothing; it was nowhere to be found, not in any pocket. A short reconstruction of events in my head brought me to the realization that I had left my wallet near the security checkpoint.
Besides the Asher yatzar card, the wallet also held my identity card and a credit card. Losing my wallet would mean a lot of anguish.
I hurried back to the checkpoint, and there it was. My wallet was lying on the floor next to the security checkpoint, and no one had noticed it. I retrieved the wallet with all its valuable contents.
It is easy to imagine what would have happened had I discovered that my wallet was missing only once I was on the plane. Hakadosh Baruch Hu prevented me from this loss in the zechus of my hakpadah to recite Asher yatzar using a printed text.
