A Tip from Heaven
After hearing a personal story of Divine Providence from a cab driver in Jerusalem, I had the opportunity of hearing an even better one from him.
He started off one day in a very bad mood. There was a debt of one hundred dollars due for payment that evening and he had no idea how he was going to get that kind of money. Driving through the city streets in a depressed state he picked up a tourist couple, obviously non-Jewish, who asked him to take them to a particular hotel.
After dropping them off he picked up a religious Jewish passenger who informed him that there was a pouch on the back seat. The cabbie asked for it to be put on the seat next to him and soon heard a cell phone inside the pouch ringing. He answered the call and a worried voice on the other end of the line asked him to immediately bring the pouch to the hotel, assuring him that it would be worth his while.
Our hero drove to the hotel and returned the pouch to its relieved owner who anxiously began examining its contents. Satisfied that nothing of these valuable contents had been touched, he presented the cabbie with a tip of one hundred dollars. This simple G-d-fearing cab driver clearly saw that this was a tip from Heaven.