My son asked me today if I believed in luck. He's such a sweet, innocent 6 year old with huge questions.
--Then again, he asked me about how tattoos are applied--if they involve ink and needles. Clearly he's the curious type.--
My answer? Well, yes and no. I don't really like the word "luck." Before I got off my religious high-horse, I made it a VERY big point to use the word "blessed" instead. I used to tell myself, "Melissa, there is no such thing as luck, only blessings. If I say I'm lucky, I'm wrong."
I think where I totally went wrong was in the whole concept of luck. It's just an English word describing something that happens to some of us without any other good explanation.
Do I believe that a simple 4 leaf clover is lucky? Not really. It's just a plant, after all. I certainly don't make important life decisions based upon the number of leaves in my clovers. I do think that it's okay to believe in luck. After all, who am I to pop someone's bubble?
Luck or blessings...whatever you call it...have a definite place in this universe. There is one point we cannot argue:
THINGS HAPPEN TO PEOPLE THAT CANNOT BE EXPLAINED BY SIMPLE EXPLANATIONS.
Did that make sense?
It's kind of like saying, "I have tried so long not to conform that I'm actually conforming to nonconformation."
Whew! Lots of thinking there! :)
Another word I don't really like to say but like the concept of is fate. Yes, I definitely believe that "fate" plays a role in this crazy life. I have had conversations, interactions, meetings, and whatnot that were beyond my control, not really of my world, and totally life changing. Fate may be the best English word to describe these occurances, but I'm sure the concept is not totally caught.
Fate.
Luck.
Luck.
Fate.
All just words. Not good depictions of the concepts.
I just had to throw that out there for discussion. What are your opinions?
~Mel
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