He didn’t do it

Bad things happen to good people. Good things happen to bad people.

Bad things happen to me. Good things happen to me.

That’s life. There’s no rhyme or reason to it.

I sometimes want to shake my fist at the sky and shout “Why me?”
Like yesterday, when I muttered a lot of rude words under my breath as I stomped to the gym to burn off some stress. And when I went home to discover the huge fines for driving an unregistered car in my letterbox.
But I don’t agree with this meme I saw in my Facebook feed recently:
I don’t believe God chooses to send bad stuff anyone’s way.
I’m pretty sure he’d prefer that good things happened to good people and bad things happened to bad people.
I don’t think there was a reason you were handed a shite sandwich or someone lost their life before their time.
It wasn’t God’s will. It was just crap luck.
I’ve decided after 50 years on this earth that there’s no method to the madness.
Being a good person doesn’t guarantee that others will be good people too. Or that you’ll get a dream run at life.
Karma/God doesn’t always bite those who have done you wrong.
Choosing to be kind doesn’t protect you from future harm, it just makes you feel warmer and fuzzier inside.
As for memes, I much prefer this one I was sent recently:
That made me laugh – now there’s a philosophy I can get behind!
It’s been suggested that I’d be much more zen if I went with the flow.
Maybe. But that just ain’t gonna happen if the water is contaminated or moving in the wrong direction.
Right and wrong are very sharply defined in my mind. Possibly too sharply defined.  If I don’t agree with something or I find it unjust, I feel it very keenly.
I can’t go with the flow if the flow isn’t going somewhere I want to be.
I’m at an International Women’s Day event today for work. I’d rather be at the funeral of a dear friend’s dad. I want to give them a hug, but I can’t.
However, the event has a slogan that dovetails into the mood of this blog post: “Be the change you want to see”.
There’s nothing go-with-the-flowy about that; no blithe trust that there’s a reason bad things happen.
It’s about believing you can make a positive difference to both your future and others.
Have a fab weekend. There’s lovely stuff in mine that I can’t wait to tell you about on Monday.
Song of the day: George Michael “Faith”

 

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2 thoughts on “He didn’t do it

  1. I’m with you that there’s no rhyme or reason to the things that happen in this world. There is no logic. It’s just good luck, bad luck or if you like, it’s fate. I’m happy for those who have a faith, it must be a comfort to believe there’s some lovely afterlife after death for the goodies and the baddies go to hell, but in my heart of hearts I think we are all the same in that when we are gone we are gone. I’d be happy to be proven wrong, though.

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