The Parking Space

We are taught that every person’s income for the upcoming year is decided by Hashem. It is firmly Established every Rosh Hashana. No one, no matter how hard they try, no matter how hard they work and no matter how much money they earn, at the end of the year, after all incomes and expenses are tallied, they will only wind up with their preordained portion.

Had a parking space to rent out in January. A gentleman called one evening and asked to rent it. Desperate he offered a high rental, since finding parking in this area was very difficult. Unfortunate for him, his call had come in too late. The space was already rented out and had to turn him down. He asked to please record his name, phone number and rental offer for future reference. Six months later in June a new parking space became available. Went back to my notes to find his contact information. Was surprised to find that everything was recorded except his phone number. Called 411 and succeeded in obtaining his home number. Called morning and evening for two days, even left messages, but no one picked up or returned the call. With only three days left to the beginning of the new rental month, I went back to my call log from January and started calling all the other people that had inquired about the parking space when I originally advertised it. Some people said they were interested but not ready to commit. Continued to randomly call other numbers in the log. Finally after many unanswered phone calls, a gentleman answered. After briefly speaking to him he committed to rent the space. Happy that the deal was sealed just in time, I asked for his name. It’s hard to believe that the gentleman I was now speaking to was none other then the same gentleman I was trying to reach for the last two days on a different number. Now I had reached him unintentionally on his cell phone in Eretz Yisroel, which happened to be one of the many numbers in my old call log from which I was randomly dialing. When I mentioned that I had left a message, he responded that he was presently in Eretz Yisroel and was not able to retrieve his home phone messages.

It was Hashem’s will that I reach him, just then, late in the evening Israel time, right before he was ready to retire for the night on a different number.

Hashem insured that he would get the parking space he desperately needed and that I would get the premium rental offered back in January. Hashem was looking out for both of us and brought us together in a most improbable way, on His clock. We each received what was written for both of us on Rosh Hashanah. A match made in heaven. Hashem is constantly looking out for us more than we can ever imagine.