An old man and his son worked a small farm, with only one horse to pull the plow. One day, the horse ran away.

"How terrible," sympathized the neighbors. "What bad luck."

"Who knows whether it is bad luck or good luck," the farmer replied.

A week later, the horse returned from the mountain, leading five wild mares into the barn.

"What wonderful luck!" said the neighbors.

"Good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?" answered the old man.

The next day, the son, trying to tame one of the horses, fell and broke his leg.

"How terrible. What bad luck!"

"Bad luck? Good luck?"

The army came to all the farms to take the young men for war. The farmer's son was of no use to them, so he was spared.

"Good? Bad?"
From: Way of the Peaceful Warrior, a Book that Changes Lives, p. 103-104.


This is like old Hee Haw skit I referred to a few months back. It makes one look at things a little bit differently. If everything happens for a reason, then luck has nothing to do with anything.

I baked the largest oatmeal cookie I've ever made a little while ago. I was craving sugar big time and trying to figure out how I'd get through this month. Mom's stuff going through my account is screwing up my finances. It's thrown me off for three months now. I'm not sure if it's good luck, bad luck, or no luck. It could just be a lesson that I have to learn.

I had a doctor's appointment for tomorrow but I've rescheduled it. I was calling to confirm it and found out that I wasn't in the computer nor on the schedule. I would have wasted precious gas getting there. At any rate I have the day off and I can go by the bank to see what can be done about this mess. Need prayer.