The idea that every gift is a curse and vice versa is a quite a phenomena. I’ve taken some incredible hits in my life. These are just not things you can characterize as “gifts”, but if you open your mind, you can see it that way. If nothing else, it could have been worse! That means what happened was a gift!
Recently I was knocked for a loop. I actually thought it might be a death blow. You know something can happen to someone and it just breaks them so deeply inside, they’re never the same? I thought this might be like that. I thought this for many months. Nearly a year. I don’t talk about stuff like this by the way. It’s nobodies business.
But then, unexpectedly, I found myself relieved to the bone, the situation was the way it is. I was stunned.
When I look back over all my pain and suffering, never once did it enter my mind, I would ever be glad to have been so horribly betrayed. Under what circumstances would one celebrate such a thing?
But I feel this way now. I thank God it went the way it did. And it just goes to show you, even on your darkest day, it makes sense to maintain a least a glimmer of hope. Because we don’t know the future.
When we find out what the future is, we can be very glad for a separation or a coming together with someone or something else in this world. All the sudden, the bad, horrible thing is phenomenally good.
Life is really something else. It’s marvelous, really. Even on the days you don’t realize it.
Have you ever been relieved a bad thing happened, further down the road?