Somebody recently asked me how it's possible that there are so many stories of hashgachah peratit. I told him, there are millions of stories happening to people every single day. If all those people would relate their stories, there wouldn't be enough paper in the world to contain them. Just the other day, I was walking in a neighborhood that I normally do not frequent, and while there, two people approached me to tell me stories that had happened to them over the past couple of days. If I hadn't been there, they wouldn't have thought to share their stories. They, like millions of others, would have remained unknown. Stories are happening constantly because Hashem is involved in everyone's lives at every moment. The first person told me he is an accountant, and during tax season he often stays late at work. When he stays late, he orders dinner from a nearby restaurant. He enjoys having a Coke with ice with his dinner, so he ordered one with his meal. When the food arrived, he went to the ice machine in his office, but saw that it was broken. It looked like he would have to miss out on the ice that night. However, when he opened the bag from the restaurant, he saw that they had sent him a separate cup filled with ice along with the Coke. He said that in his entire life he had never once received a cup of ice from a restaurant delivery. It felt like a small but personal gesture from Hashem, as if He was saying, "I know you like your drink with ice—I want you to enjoy it tonight." The second person told me that he had learned last year the concept that money spent on Shabbat is not included in the yearly allotment that is determined on Rosh Hashanah, and whatever is spent on Shabbat is always returned. Inspired by this, he decided to host many guests each week and serve the finest foods. From then on, he began spending between two and three thousand dollars every Shabbat. After six months, he began wondering how Hashem would pay him back all that money. Last week, he received a phone call from the homeowner from whom he rents a summer house. He had a four-year agreement and had only used it for two years so far. The homeowner said he wanted to terminate the contract. The man replied that his family loved the house and were looking forward to returning. The homeowner then offered him ten thousand dollars to cancel. He declined. The offer went up to twenty, then thirty, then forty thousand dollars, and he still refused. Finally, the homeowner offered fifty thousand dollars. At that point, his wife told him to accept, and he did. Afterward, he went back and calculated all the extra money he had spent on Shabbat food over the past six months. The total came out to just under fifty thousand dollars. In one moment, he saw clearly how every dollar he spent on Shabbat had been returned to him in a way he never could have imagined. Hashem is involved in everyone's life every minute of the day. When we share these stories, we give others chizuk and help them come closer to Hashem by seeing how much He is involved in every detail. If anyone would like to share their stories, they can email them to [email protected] If we would only open our eyes, we would see that our lives are filled with endless stories of Hashem's loving Hand.