When Hashem Guides the Heart: 3 True Matchmaking Miracles

You're standing at a crossroads. You’re not sure where help will come from. You try to stay hopeful, you weigh every suggestion seriously, and you hold onto your patience but the years keep passing and your hoped-for partner still hasn’t appeared.

You’ve already repeated the well-known teaching from the Talmud a hundred times during moments of weakness: “Forty days before a child is formed, a heavenly voice announces, ‘The daughter of so-and-so is destined for so-and-so.’” But deep down, you’re beginning to lose hope.

Before you let despair settle in your heart, we’ve brought you three incredible true stories of people who waited, longed, and prayed, and eventually met their match through Hashem’s amazing guidance and kindness.

“Sorry, Wrong Number”

Shira was 18 when she began searching for a deeper purpose in life. She read many books and slowly found her way toward Torah and mitzvot. At first, her journey toward becoming more observant was gradual, and her parents weren’t overly concerned. They even appreciated the increased respect she began showing.

But later, when it became clear that Shira was serious and fully embracing a religious life, her parents began to push back. It was incredibly hard for her. Her Shabbat hot plate would mysteriously be unplugged, forcing her to eat cold meals. Some of the humiliations were deeply painful, but Shira held strong. She reminded herself that once, she had thought the same way as her family. And she kept praying that one day they too would see the light.

Eventually, Shira began dreaming of the day she would build a Torah home of her own. But when she reached the stage of dating, another obstacle arose, her father flat-out refused to let a Torah-observant man into his home.

And then, the miracle began.

One day, her father meant to call his wife, but he accidentally dialed the wrong number. Without realizing his mistake, he began speaking in Bukharian, the native language in their home. To his surprise, the woman who answered responded in fluent Bukharian too. Apologizing, he became curious and asked where she was from. As they spoke, he mentioned his daughter, who had become religious and was now “causing trouble.”

The woman on the other end of the line said, “Funny you say that, I have a son who also became religious and is in yeshiva all day.”

To Shira’s shock, later that same day her father told her he had arranged a meeting for her with a young man. Expecting it to be someone her father approved of, Shira was stunned to find out the man was a yeshiva student, exactly what she had dreamed of. After several meetings, they decided to marry.

And the first time a real Torah student entered her father’s home, black suit, white shirt, hat and all, it was her father who brought him in.

Today, they live in Holon, happily married for seven years, and are blessed with four children.

Right to the Doorstep

Rachel, 57, was 19 years old, a tired high school student hoping to take an afternoon nap. Just as she settled into her chair, a light knock came from the door. She dragged herself up to answer, still half-asleep.

On the other side stood Moshe, 60, who had planned to visit a friend on the street but wasn’t sure about the house number. Guessing, he decided on house number 36 and knocked.

Rachel opened the door with a shy, sleepy smile. Moshe realized immediately that he had the wrong address. “I’m looking for the Levy family. Do you know where they live?” Rachel thought for a moment and remembered, yes, they’re at number 56. She pointed him in that direction, and Moshe went on his way but he couldn’t stop thinking about her.

He asked his friend who the young woman was, and the friend quickly arranged an introduction. A year later, Rachel and Moshe were married. Eventually, they became religious together.

Today, they live in Bnei Brak, the proud parents of ten beautiful children, each one precious in their eyes.

“Aharon Interrupted My Prayer”

The story of how Aharon and Efrat Razel met is filled with emotion and divine timing.

Efrat had heard of Aharon Razel from her father, who admired his music. Once, her family had gone to a Klezmer festival and returned with a cassette of Aharon’s songs, which they listened to from time to time.

Shortly before her 24th birthday, Efrat’s beloved grandmother passed away. It left her heartbroken. She returned to Jerusalem for Purim and went to a women’s Purim party dressed as Ruth the Moabite. On the way, a friend told her something special: “Midnight on Purim is a time of great favor from Heaven. Whoever stretches out their hand, receives.” Efrat made a decision in that moment: she would pray for her soulmate at midnight as her birthday gift from Hashem.

At the party, she realized that she had missed the exact time. But she told herself, “Hashem will still listen.” She stepped outside, sat alone, and began to pray.

Suddenly, three slightly drunk men passed by. One of them, Aharon, had just asked the other two, one a Kohen, one a Levi, to bless him that he should find his match. They pointed at Efrat and said, “There she is.”

Aharon sat beside her and said, “They told me you’re my match.”

She replied, “You’re drunk!”

He smiled and said, “Drunk in Hebrew (shikor) has the same letters as kosher (kasher).” That broke the ice, and they began a deep, honest conversation free of all the pressure that usually comes with dating.

Eventually, Efrat was called back into the party and forgot the encounter. But Aharon didn’t. He remembered her name and began searching for her.

On Efrat’s birthday, just as her celebration was starting, the phone rang. “Hi,” said a man’s voice. “My name is Aharon. We met on Purim night. I was drunk, but I can’t forget our conversation. I’ve been trying to get your number for three days.”

They met. They connected. They married quickly.

Today, Aharon and Efrat live in Nachlaot. They have six wonderful children. Aharon learns Torah daily in a local kollel and continues his music career, while Efrat works as an art therapist and bridal counselor. Every Purim, they return to that special place to thank Hashem for bringing them together.