How a Mezuzah Helped Protect Me During Danger

This happened about a year and a half ago. I was 31 years old and had traveled abroad for vacation and work.

It was just a normal day at work, and we were getting close to closing time. Jobs like mine are nice because you can step outside for a bit, relax, and then come back to the store. It felt comfortable and routine.

But that day, something completely unexpected happened—something I never planned for.

I was alone in the store when I started hearing shouting nearby. At first, I wasn’t sure what was going on.

Then, I caught a quick glimpse of a man in the store across from mine getting hit so hard, I felt the pain just watching it. That’s when I realized there was probably a robbery happening.

Like all the stores there, I quickly closed up and warned my friends not to come near—it was dangerous. I even heard gunshots. Thank God, no one was hurt, but the warning was serious.

And this is where the real story begins.

About two weeks before that day, my friend and I—the only ones who keep Shabbat in that area—were given a mezuzah for our store from some kind people at Chabad. They came, installed it, said blessings, and sang. It was a very moving moment.

Now, right in the middle of the robbery, I found the courage to peek through a small crack in the door to see what was happening.

And then I saw him—a tall man wearing traditional clothing from his community. The mezuzah was right in his line of sight.

At that exact moment, I was looking—and just a second later, he turned completely around and aimed his gun away from me toward someone behind him.

I don’t know how I didn’t faint right then. I locked the door, ran to a safe room, and began saying Tehillim (Psalms), asking Hashem to protect me.

Eventually, my friends got me safely out of the store, thank God.

Only once I was outside did I realize the great miracle that had just happened. I understood how dangerous the situation was and that they were risking their lives just to reach me.

Since then, I’ve returned to Israel and even had the chance to study in a seminary, growing stronger in my faith.

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