I always buy expensive wine for Kiddush, because I know that it’s a mitzvah to make Kiddush in the best possible way. One week, I was surprised to discover that the wine had a bad odor. How had the newly-purchased closed bottle of expensive wine spoiled?! I had no choice but to make Kiddush on grape juice instead.
We washed and sat down to eat, but as I was cutting the challah, another mishap occurred. I missed the challah and cut into my finger instead. It was a deep cut, and there was a lot of blood. It looked scary. We called in our neighbor who works for Hatzalah, and he expertly bandaged the wound.
“It must hurt badly,” he said. “I can give you a pill – Valterin – which helps a lot in such cases, but I don’t know if you could take it now. You’re not allowed to take this pill after drinking alcohol, and I know you just made Kiddush.”
“Oh, but I made Kiddush on grape juice!” I said excitedly.
Look how everything is preplanned and arranged from on High. Hashem prepares the cure before the pain, and He embraces us with His mercy and love at all times.
