Shlomo was in the market for a new car. He went to a showroom and the dealer showed him various models. He then said: “If you want the latest, we have a car with cutting edge technology. It’s fully computerized. It responds to spoken commands, doing away with the accelerator and brake pedal. Come, let me show you.” He directed him to a beautiful car and said “Get in. I’ll take you for a test drive.” As soon as they were seated, the dealer said “Boruch Hashem” and the car began to move. “Incredible,” said Shlomo. “How do you stop it?” “Easy,” said the dealer. “You say Shema Yisroel.” Shlomo was really impressed. He bought the car and drove it out of the dealership by simply saying Boruch Hashem. The drive was great, but suddenly, as the car was traveling at 70 miles an hour, he saw a sign on the highway warning that the bridge ahead had collapsed. Panicked, Shlomo couldn’t remember what the dealer had told him. Sure he was going to die, Shlomo screamed out “Shema Yisroel.” The car screeched to a halt, just short of the emptiness where the bridge had stood. Shlomo removed his trembling hands from the steering wheel, gave a big sigh, and said “Boruch Hashem.”
16/01/2020