This came to mind to me this evening during a conversation with my best friend, one of the most remarkable people I’ve ever known. And I’ve come to see this often in my own life in recent years:
There’s an old parable about a poor farmer whose horse jumps its pen and runs away.
A neighbor hears and says to him “well that’s unfortunate”.
The farmer answers simply, “maybe yes, maybe no”.
A couple days later the horse returns, followed by 4 other wild horses. The neighbor says “that was very fortunate!”
“Maybe yes, maybe no,” the farmer replies.
While trying to break-in the wild horses, the farmer’s son is bucked off and breaks his leg.
“That was unfortunate.”
“Maybe yes, maybe no.”
A week later an army marches through town and conscripts all the able-bodied young men to fight in battle, except the son with the broken leg….
