How can we be sure that the direction of our life has been determined from the moment we first set foot on this earth, officially recorded through the streaks of the lines in our palms?
You may include people who do not believe it, or you may be one of those who believe it. But in this case let's put aside the difference of opinion, whatever your belief choices, let's agree if the lines of our life have been determined from the beginning.
Like a cart piled by a sais, the outline of the route is predetermined from the start, but that does not mean that the pedal will surely pass through that route and reach its destination. Such pedati can be stopped, diverted in the other direction, or completely without clear direction.
All this depends on the Driver, the direction of the cart will move in accordance with the manner and desire of the driver.
If the cart is our life, then the driver is our own.
Maybe we are like this carpenter.
A carpenter who has been exhausted to work for his retirement, from the beginning he was a gifted carpenter, a dedicated carpenter for his work, a responsible carpenter.
When he conveyed his wish to BOSS, he was given his last assignment before retirement, the BOSS wanted him to make a magnificent house for him.
The talented woodman suddenly changes, he becomes a careless carpenter, a careless carpenter. By forced to complete his last assignment, he felt the company was really not on his side, he was really disappointed. And his disappointment he lampiaskan on his job. A "Luxury House" away from the meaning of "Luxury" finally finished on time.
The day of retirement has arrived, the carpenter finally gets an envelope containing some pensions and a "KEY" home. The key to the newly built "Luxury House". "This special gift is presented to you by the company, for your outstanding and dedicated work while working here." Said the BOSS.
The Carpenter saw only the house key with "INCORRECTION".
We sometimes forget that we are home makers for ourselves.
Back to the matter of hand scratches in our hands, suppose we all agree that it is the RUTE record that we are going to take in this life, suppose that the route we are going to take by the "hand line" is said to be on the right track to " CHEESE "and the Route promises an incredible thing.
What happens if such a beautiful and promising Route is ignored, or as our Driver does not greet him enthusiastically and make it happen?
The route will be buried like a treasure route never found. The word "hand-picked" is a mere word, a mere dream and nonsense.
Why?
Because life is so dynamic, everything changes, nothing eternal or eternal, the eternal is impermanence itself, when we do not prepare our own "home" well then all the plans on the plans that the Architect has made will change according to the handmaid's touch.
What if the Routes lined up in our site do not match our expectations?
The answer, Just change the route.
Unless we ourselves accept it as an undeniable destiny, voluntarily we live it, we surrender.
So do not say "God" is not fair, because even if the route has been determined, we are not forced to go through it, we are still given the choice to change it.
Many of us assume we have been born a marginalized part, part of the complement of the sufferer. If we have judged it and tapped the hammer on such an assumption then since the last beat has been dropped, we have been dragged into the pit of suffering like "WE WANT".
At that time, do not blame anyone. How fair nature is, even then the opportunity to change the route still remains open to us, until we ourselves really do not want that change.
Whatever has been outlined, recorded by nature for us, We ourselves determine which direction we will walk, and where we will be.
The principle is, "A good seed will bear good fruit".