A pastor used to preach in a small house surrounded by skyscrapers in a city. Tired of the routine, stress and monotony, he decided to ask his congregation for a permission to go and evangelize more people in the remote regions of the country. So he went to a village and settled there.
A jungle populated by wild animals where the villages are very far from each other. When he left his home the sky was darkening. So he decided to pray to keep the rain from falling on him and his equipment, nothing’s changed. He then began to recite not one but several prayers, still nothing; the situation got even worse. He decided to kneel and pray harder and then the sky rumbled louder and a torrential rain stroke him. He got angry and full of hatred against this “God” who was deaf to his prayers.
As he fought his way through the jungle, still growling spiteful words, a man emerged from the bushes. He carried a gun. The pastor was afraid, but the stranger reassured him and said, “Pastor you are blessed.” “W-Why?” he asked. “Because jealous people in the city you came from sent me there to kill you. You are truly blessed because when I wanted to light a match and pull the trigger it started raining…I never saw a rain like this” The pastor looked closer at the gun and it was a gunpowder pistol. On these words, the stranger smiled and walked away, as if to say “Ponder this”.
If you had a bad day, things are not going your way, you’re feeling low and discouraged; may be you should get it together and take a look closer: what you’re calling “bad luck” actually is a blessing in disguise.