For the honor of Shabbos, I bought fine and indulgent challahs from a quality bakery in the north of Israel. I had to take a bus and according to the schedule, there was a twenty-minute wait at the bus stop. Instead of wasting precious time at the bus stop, I went into the Bais Medrash diagonally across from the bus stop, and I learned calmly. After twenty minutes I left the Bais Medrash and went right on the bus, happy and pleased that I had not wasted time. During the trip, I realized that I left the challahs on the bench in the Bais Medrash. What will be with the challahs? It would be a waste that someone else should not benefit from them!!! This is what I thought and said to myself. Just then I received a call from a friend who I generally help, and I remembered that he lives in the area. I asked him if he knew the Bais Medrash, and he replied that it is literally near his house. I told him that I forgot the challahs there, he was happy with great joy, and said, “This is unbelievable hashgacha pratis. You know that I do not have money, and my daughter had just given birth in our house and my wife asked me to lighten the load for her and this week I should buy challahs...” He sent his son-in-law to the Bais Medrash, and he called to tell me that the aroma of the challahs brought vitality to the whole house!!!
I thought I had forgotten the challahs, but HaKadosh Baruch Hu planned beforehand that I should leave them there from the outset for the real purpose...
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