Years ago in Scotland, the Clark family had a dream. Clark and his wife worked and saved, making plans for their nine children and themselves to travel to the United States.
It had taken years, but they had finally saved enough money and had gotten passports and reservations for the whole family on a new liner to the United States. The entire family was filled with anticipation and excitement about their new life. However, seven days before their departure, a dog bit the youngest son. The doctor sewed up the boy but hung a yellow sheet on the Clarks' front door. Because of the possibility of rabies, they were being quarantined for fourteen days.
The family's dreams were dashed. They would not be able to make the trip to America as they had planned. The father, filled with disappointment and anger, stomped to the dock to watch the ship leave - without the Clark family. The father shed tears of disappointment and cursed both his son and God for their misfortune.
Five days later, the tragic news spread throughout Scotland - the mighty Titanic had sunk. The unsinkable ship had sunk, taking hundreds of lives with it. The Clark family was to have been on that ship, but because a dog had bitten the son, they were left behind in Scotland.
When Mr. Clark heard the news, he hugged his son and thanked him for saving the family. He thanked God for saving their lives and turning what he had felt was a tragedy into a blessing. Although we may not always understand, all things happen for a reason.
-- Author Unknown
3 comments:
One day at a time -- this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering.
Everything happens for a reason. Every action has a reaction. Always remember that whats meant to be will always find a way to come about.
Few years ago, I was in Manila, Philippines as a tourist and was told by a friend/local there to visit Rizal Park , a famous tourist spot in Manila by the next morning. But I had stomache that evening and lost my mood to go the next morning. It was the same morning when a group of Hong Kong tourists were killed in a bus by an ex policeman who hold them hostage at Rizal Park and became global headline. A blessing in disguide indeed. My baby girl was having fever today and we are unable to attend a wedding the next day. I believe it also happen for a reason
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