It happens because someone (or something) is trying to teach us a lesson. Not an I'll-show-you! kind of lesson. But one that we should really learn from, that can really better our lives and ourselves.
When I get smacked—and trust me, I do—I take a moment and, as painful as it is, think about:
- What are my gains? What do I stand to learn from this?
- What is the risk of not learning the lesson? What will happen if I choose to ignore the lesson?
There is always a lesson to be learnt. Always. At the end of the day, it's all about becoming better people. Better as fathers/mothers, husbands/wives, friends. And we do this by learning our lessons...
Go learn.
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