Things aren’t always what they seem

I love this story. When things don’t seem to be going right, or rather not as you think you would like them, remember: they could be so much worse. Be thankful that they are not. One day, you will see the blessing in what is happening.

2angelsTwo traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family. The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion’s guest room. Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement. As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it. When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, “Things aren’t always what they seem.” The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife. After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night’s rest. When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field. The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel, “How could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him. The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die.” “Things aren’t always what they seem,” the older angel replied. “When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn’t find it.” “Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Things aren’t always what they seem.”

Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don’t turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you need to trust that the outcome has a purpose. You just might not know it until some time later…

About 15 years ago, I was living in a less than ideal situation. A nice house, but in the middle of a town centre where I didn’t feel my children were safe to play out freely: traffic, dangerous people in the area, and my car was vandalised several times. I tried to move house but the ones I applied for kept falling through, including a perfect one in a cul-de-sac on a lovely quiet estate with large gardens, an estate where houses come available so rarely because people only leave for a care home or their own funeral, as had happened with this one I liked. Houses are often passed down to children, so there is a varied age range living there. Unruly families don’t last long, they have to shape up or ship out. One of the neighbours saw me looking around the property and came out to tell me her elderly mum had just signed for it a couple days earlier.

I kept searching but couldn’t find one as nice, and others in different areas that I thought may be suitable kept falling through. Several months later, I called a housing officer in that area and asked if there was any way they could help. After a chat with him, he told me I was just the kind of person they like having on the estate. He made enquiries and within a week or two came back to say there was a house coming available, the tenant had given notice they were moving out. Well whaddya know? It was that exact same house I had admired and adored those months earlier. Who knows the lady’s reason for moving on? I don’t. But it all worked out perfectly for me and my family. It was also like a new house, because during the 3 months the lady had been there, the landlord had fitted new central heating and had laid a new concrete floor in the kitchen.

I loved the house so much that five years later I bought it from the landlord, at a bargain price as the local authority had a discount scheme for long-term tenants. Fifteen years on, I still adore my home, with it’s large south-facing lawned gardens, perfectly sized rooms and layout, sunshine flowing through. To the front is a large green with many established trees, including a Paul’s Scarlet hawthorn right in front of me that turns the most stunning orange-red colours in the Autumn. My children loved living here, they were safe to play outside with their friends, and ride their bikes and skateboards. I wake up to the sound of birds singing every morning. I am safe and secure. This is why none of the other properties came to fruition. This house was waiting for me all along.

There are many situations in my life I can look back to now and realise why they panned out the way they did. What I know for certain is: it is always working out for me. Have faith, in the Universe, in God, in your guardian angels, in whatever you choose. It’s the faith and the gratitude that matters, not what you attribute it to.

This is a great exercise for you:

Think like the older angel. Think of circumstances in your life. Think of how much worse they could have turned out. Now think how grateful you are for the way they actually did turn out. Sometimes it takes years for you to see the blessings, sometimes only weeks. The more faith you have that they are always right, the sooner you see the blessings 😀

Another lesson from the story:

Do not judge a book by it’s cover. Treat a stranger like they are an angel. You may not know the blessings they are bringing you 🙂


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3 Responses to Things aren’t always what they seem

  1. I just figure everything happens for a reason…sometimes we have to wait a very long time to see the reason, but there always is a reason

    • Dynamo Di says:

      Thank you Katrina. I agree. I do find that the sooner I realise that it is happening for a reason, and so lessen the resistance I feel about it, the sooner that reason appears 🙂

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