There was an old farmer who had a horse to cultivate his fields. One day, the horse scaped to the mountainsWhen neighbors came to the old man grieved with him and
Unfortunately the farmer expressed his misfortune:
Good luck?, Bad luck? Who knows? ...
A week later the horse returned from the mountains bringing a
herd of wild horses. The neighbors congratulated the farmer on
good luck. He replied: "Good luck?, Bad luck? Who knows? ...
When the peasant's son tried to tame one of the wild horses
fell and broke his leg. Everyone thought this as a disgrace.
Not the farmer, who would only say:
Good luck?, Bad luck? Who knows? ...
A week later, the army entered the village and were recruited
all young people who were in good condition.
When they saw the farmer's son with a broken leg, left him alone.
Was it good luck?, Bad luck? Who knows? ...
The wise farmer just said, All that at first seems a
setback can be truly benign.
So be wise position to let God decide what is good or
bad luck, and I thank you all things to become good.
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