In honor of the Shabbos Aufruf (Shabbat Chatan), I ordered a few cakes for the evening meal's dessert from a friend who owns a bakery. The man delivered three enormous boxes, neatly arranged with rows of cakes cut into cubes in various flavors and colors—an exceptionally large amount. When I asked him why he brought so much, he replied that it was a gift from him.
That night, hardly anyone ate the cakes because there were also nuts and other refreshments, and everyone was already full from the seudah.
I felt regretful about the large quantity, wondering what we could possibly do with it all—even if it was a gift. I could not bear the thought of throwing away such delicious and high-quality food.
The next day, during the Kiddush I hosted at the shul, everything became clear: it turned out that the hot plate for the kugel was not working at all, and the kugel remained cold. I immediately remembered the trays of cakes and brought them out for everyone. Everyone ate and enjoyed them, and there was even a small amount left over.
Only then did I realize how good Hashem is and how He prepared a solution in advance. If not for those cakes, there would have been nothing to serve at the Kiddush.
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