This is Moshe from the South. On a Thursday night, in the middle of the month when the moon was full, I saw that I had only 300 shekels left in my bank account. This sum would be fine for buying what we needed for Shabbos, but if you think about Sunday of the following week, it’s less exciting. If I were to use up the 300 shekels then, I had no idea where I’d get the money I’d need for the following week.
The truth is that I don’t need a lot – only bread, milk, diapers, fruits and vegetables, and a few expenses that weren’t yet deducted from my account – small but vital expenses that would amount to more than 300 shekels.
I thought about what to do. Should I borrow? Should I make do with less? Should I spend less on oneg Shabbos – using one hundred shekels instead of three hundred? I struggled within myself until finally I decided to buy my Shabbos needs and to do what Hakadosh Baruch Hu commanded – “My sons, borrow on My account, and I will repay it.”
I came back from my shopping trip, and the phone in my pocket rang. The Yid on the other end of the line didn’t say much. He was only calling to remind me that he used to give us money every month consistently, and now he checked his account and discovered that the monthly sum allocated to us hadn’t been transferred in several months.
“So first of all, I’m transferring 300 shekels to your account,” he informed me.
This was an immediate and exact yeshuah, but my benefactor did not stop there. At the end of that week he made up for all the previous months when that payment hadn’t come in. Thus it turned out that I got eight times more than what I’d spent on the Shabbos expenses.
When Hakadosh Baruch Hu repays, He gives back more than what you gave.
