Behar-Bechukosai

The bell rings. Reuven answers the door.
He sees a man there, and says no more.

He beholds a weathered face, yet with twinkling eyes.
A man he does not recognize.

"Can you help me? My child is ill.
He has had several operations; He needs more still.

My other son had a nervous breakdown, and he is not doing well.
They told me he is not making progress, as far as they could tell."

Reuven reaches for his wallet, without hesitation.
As he gives the man, a generous donation.

Then he proceeds to speak to the man, for a short while.
Amazed, how he is even able to smile.

Reuven asks, as he cannot understand.
How he stays so positive, with the situation at hand.

He laughs and says, "This is decreed for me what can I do?
It is bitachon which every day sees me through."

As the man goes on, and begins to explain.
His astonishment Reuven can barely contain.

"H-shem gives me, what He knows for me is the best.
To accept it with love ...That is my test!"

Reuven goes back up his steps ashamed.
He thinks: 'When something even a little bad happens to me all I do is complain!

How often when I actually do sacrifice and do what's right.
I feel I'll lose out, and get all uptight.'

This weeks Haftorah speaks of bitachon. And in bitachon there are levels.
To have even a  small amount of bitachon is wonderful, and reason to revel.

The next time Reuven was stuck in unexpected traffic, or on an unusually slow train.
He learned from his encounter with the man, and did not complain.

And when a small appliance for positively absolutely, no good reason broke down. 
He said, 'This is what is the best for me,' and did not frown.

And when as if by "magic" out of nowhere he found a parking place when he was in a hurry.
'Of course H-shem desires to bestow good upon us,' he thought. 'So why should I worry?'

True unlike the man collecting, Reuven didn't have bitachon like mountains of diamonds and gold.
But any amount of bitachon is valuable. So we are told.