Hashem Pays the Bills
This year, I had the incredible privilege of marrying off my son. The wedding took place right after Purim — a time that, for me, is always a whirlwind.
All year long, I work as a programmer to help support my family. But before Purim, I shift into high gear running shalach-manos.com, my seasonal business that keeps me very busy.
With the wedding approaching, I worked like crazy — juggling both the business and all the preparations — right up until the day before the chasuna, when my mother arrived from abroad. I finally forced myself to stop.
I remembered how I had felt after marrying off my daughter two years earlier — emotionally drained, completely wiped out. And now, with Pesach coming right on the heels of the wedding, I made a decision: I was going to take off from work until after Pesach.
As an independent contractor, that wasn’t a small decision. If I don’t work, I don’t get paid. But I knew I needed the break.
Of course, a few days later, the doubts started creeping in.
Maybe I should take on a project… maybe just a little work… what was I thinking? We just made a wedding! How are we going to manage?
I started fighting with myself — caught between what I felt I needed and the fear of how we’d make it through financially.
And then I got a phone call from a Rebbetzin I’m close with — someone who couldn’t make it to the wedding but called to check in. I shared with her that I wasn’t working right now and that, honestly, I felt guilty about it.
I’ll never forget her response. She said, “Don’t feel guilty for taking care of yourself. If you can’t work right now, you have to know that Hashem will find another way to send you what you need.”
The very next day, my husband checked our bank account — and was stunned.
A deposit had come in, almost exactly equal to a full month’s salary.
We looked into it and discovered it was from Bituach Leumi — a refund for an overpayment I had made two years earlier.
It could have come at any time.
If it had arrived before the wedding, I probably would have thought, Oh, this is to help cover the wedding expenses.
But it didn’t.
It came after the wedding.
After I had made the choice to take a break.
After I had chosen to trust.
And I knew — this was Hashem’s way of sending me a message:
“I’m taking care of you. You’re allowed to rest. You’re allowed to take the time you need. Don’t worry.”
Because when we make space for ourselves — when we allow ourselves to breathe and trust in Him — Hashem finds ways to send us exactly what we need, exactly when we need it.