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You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from. – Cormac McCarthy
Can you look back on a particular situation where you are sure divine intervention saved you a world of trouble ?
Because even when we plan for the future to ensure that we will be prepared for whatever may come, bad or unforeseen things can happen to foil our carefully laid plans.
Sometimes what seems like a bad thing at the time, ends up being the best thing that ever happened to us.
Many years ago, I missed catching a ride with someone because I answered the phone and ended up chatting longer than I had intended.
Irritated with the situation and mumbling under my breath, I hailed a cab.
Upon arriving at my destination, I learned that my would-have-been driver had been in an accident.
I’ve experienced a handful of similar situations with varying degrees of seriousness.
Enough to make me more patient when things don’t always go my way.
A missed flight…
an unsuccessful job application…
…might just be the best thing that ever happened.
~ DIANA’S ENORMOUS BOOK OF QUOTES ~
Has something seemingly bad ever worked out for the best for you?
talktodiana 
I love this post, Diana. As usual, great food for thought!
I think everything we go through sheds light on the spaces within that need more awareness.
Life is a giant classroom – the minutia of the day by day may lack an obvious purpose but the grand picture shows us that we’re all exactly where we need to be.
Life is cool that way! 🙂
~ Andrea ❤
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Life is very cool Andrea! I like how you compare life to a classroom.
Diana xo
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Like I just said to Joss the other day “Nuh uh! “All things to a purpose…” Do you know Joss, Diana? (http://crowingcrone.com/2014/07/18/nurturing-thursday-july-18th-2/ Buddhists believe that you are SUPPOSED to be wherever you are at the very moment that you’re there – no matter where YOU think you were supposed to be…
Do you remember hearing about how many people just stayed home from work on the day of September 11th? They don’t call it the “sixth sense” for nothing; )
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Definitely an interesting concept Deb. I wonder how many people just stayed home from work today though…. 🙂
Diana xo
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No, SERIOUSLY though! Haven’t you ever gotten that funny feeling… Y’know, like you shouldn’t be doing something, or take a different route, or whatever?
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Yes I sure have! 🙂
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I have also experienced missing out accident in a car I was supposed to sit in…but for some reason I took a bus instead couple of hours earlier. I’m a planner type of gal…but I also tend to let them go with ease when things don’t work out as I intended (well, most of the time). 🙂 Great post!
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Thanks Kristi. Let’s just say I continue to improve in my ability to let things go when they don’t go my way… 🙂
Diana xo
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I can’t say misfortune has missed striking me and my loved ones every time, but I have had so much happen in my life that I’m truly grateful for. Remember my post about the Scrabble game that got ruined because Paul, my husband now but a stranger then, showed up? That was one game I am thankful for missing!!!
Jennifer xo
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Yes! I remember that story. Good one Jennifer! ❤
Diana xo
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I can relate to this post from my personal experiences. I agree that sometimes, delays and detours are God engineered and for our best.
Peace and blessings,
Eric
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God-engineered. I like that Eric. 🙂
Diana xo
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I’ve had a number of these experiences, Diana and have been deeply thankful for them. 🙂
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😀 That’s good to hear Don@
Diana xo
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It’s a bit of a conundrum isn’t it – great post, Diana. I am still having a hard time with the aftermath of Ming’s car accident but we are getting there. Juliexxx
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Hiiiiiiii Julie!!!!
I don’t know what is involved in the aftermath of the accident Julie, but I hope you get there soon. ❤
(((HUGS)))
Diana xo
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You are a wonder Diana!
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I have the thought that if it didn’t happen it wasn’t meant to happen
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I’ve heard that saying my whole life Jo-Anne. 🙂
Diana xo
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Perhaps echoing others, Diana, I believe divine internvention is omnipresent in my life (and likely everyone else’s). Often, we tend to consider questions such as the one you pose, in big picture ways… the individual who avoided that ill-fated flight or as you experienced, bypassing an auto accident.
Sure I can cite some of the “biggies” in my life but I sincerely believe that each of us has guardian angels or spirit guides who are always alongside. We just rarely pay attention to how they are always intervening — perhaps as frequently as with every choice we make, consciously or otherwise.
A good, thought-provoking post. Thanks. 🙂
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What a lovely thought Eric! ❤
Diana xo
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Great post and such a great point, I often will say something like, ‘well, dodged THAT bullet!’ and its always a good reminder to just trust life as it unfolds in mysterious ways!
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I’ve been amazed at the bullets I have dodged in my life as well Bonnie! May your life continue to unfold in wondrous and mysterious ways. ❤
Diana xo
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I think this is really helpful perspective, dear Diana. Whenever I’m disappointed, I eventually allow for the possibility that the turn of events are for the best. This reminds me of this parable/story that I’ve heard and told people, which goes something like this:
Once upon a time, there lived a rich landowner. His prize possession was a beautiful horse. One day, that horse broke out of its pen and ran away. The landowner’s neighbors said to him, “This is awful! The worst thing that could have happened to you.” The landowner replied “Perhaps. We shall see.” Soon after, the horse reappeared, accompanied by a beautiful, wild female horse, both of which were captured. The neighbors showed up again and exclaimed, “You are the luckiest man in the land! Now you have your old horse back and a new one even more beautiful and valuable!” The landowner replied, “Perhaps. We shall see.” Soon after, the rich man’s only son, who helped him immeasurably in maintaining things, tried to break the wild horse. The wild horse bucked, the son fell off, and he broke his leg, badly. The neighbors returned and said, “You have the worst luck! How are you going to do without your son? This is a disaster for you.” The landowner said, “Perhaps. Wait and see.” A few months later, while the son was still recovering, a war broke out and all the able-bodied young men were called away to a fight that claimed many lives. The neighbor’s son, because of his broken leg could not go.
Anyway, that’s the way I remember the story. It applies, doesn’t it?
I also wanted to say this: visiting your blog is something good that always works out for the best for me.
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Yes it applies Ann! I believe I’ve heard this story before – a wonderful lesson!
Thank you for you very last sentence Ann, you made my day! ❤
Diana xo
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This is a stumper, Diana. I suppose so. Not in the obvious way you mention, however, off the top of my head. Every day, we do hundreds of little things that can alter the way our lives turn out, all stacked up upon each other like an infinite number of pizza boxes. Change an order from 3:56 p.m. Feb. 4, 1972, and today’s large pepper-and-onion may turn out to be a sausage-and-meatball instead. 🙂
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Yes, that’s so true Mark! I haven’t had pizza in such a long time, why do I suddenly want one?? 😉
Diana xo
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Karen and I had pizza for dinner on Friday night, Papa John’s delivered. Not my favorite, buy my local joint had a fax machine sound come on the phone when I called to place the order. See, that was a bad outcome of fate for me … maybe that’s what triggered my pizza box metaphor. I’ll have to tell Ann that.
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Forgive me for butting in to this conversation. Mark, where on earth would you get the metaphor of an infinite number of pizza boxes, stacked up upon each other? I think you’re describing several things here that turned out for the best.
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So, Ann, on Friday night, I wanted to get pizza and antipasto from my favorite local place, Angotti’s. But when I called to place the order, I got a fax machine sound instead of a human to take my order. So we got delivery from Papa John’s instead, they have no salads, and I like their pizza half as much as I like Angotti’s. Hence, I believe, my pizza box metaphor.
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Did you look carefully at the photos in my blog post today, Mark? It’s Synchroni-City (between the Syracuse and Boston metro areas), again.
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Ha, all those pizza boxes, Ann! Perfect sister cities once again.
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