A friend, who is much wiser than me, once said, “it happens to everyone in life”. Putting those words in the context of our conversion, she was referring to “good things”.
(Good things) happen to everyone in life.
It almost sounds like something Forrest Gump would say; obvious when we hear it for the first time, but something we hardly pause to realise unless someone says it aloud. She’s right, you know. Good things do happen to each and every one of us. It happens to the rich, it happens to the destitute, it even happens to victims of tragedies, death and disaster. You just have to sit still for a moment and think about it.
The tragedy of the human condition is that we very often, sometimes when we need to the most, never realize those good things happening in our lives. We miss them altogether, and in a flick of time, they are gone, forever buried in our past, sometimes not even lingering as a memory.
If only we could keep track of them all. Have a log, a diary of the good, then perhaps this world would be a better place. If only we could realize it when it happens. Have an alarm go off over our heads, “DING! This is a good thing! Don’t let it pass!”, then perhaps each of us would be just that little bit happier.