I saw on the news last night that a man walking along a beach on Hilton Head Island was struck and killed by a plane that made an emergency landing on the beach. He left behind a wife and two children. My first thought was how sad and my next thought was what crappy luck. Here you are, walking along a beach on vacation, and the next thing, your life is ended by a plane that hits you.
I also thought about my principal from elementary school who lived on a farm. He would walk down his long lane each day to get the newspaper. One morning he took that walk to his mailbox and was hit by a car that ran off the road. In both these circumstances I wonder was this luck, destiny or coincidence. If either of these people had been delayed by a minute, their lives would have been spared. What if the man on the beach had stopped to gaze at the ocean or look at a shell? What if my principal had stopped to look over his farm fields or gaze at a wild flower as he walked his lane that fateful day?
I have heard people say that they believe in destiny and that luck has nothing to do with it. My father would often say, "when your number is up, then it's your time to go." I wondered about that. I tried to imagine God sitting with the Big Book Keeper in the sky, going over names and saying, "Well, it's time for Syd to go. His number is up." It just didn't make much sense to me then and it still doesn't.
Maybe luck as destiny is the reason that some people don't seem to care about how recklessly they live life. They are the roulette players in life. Nothing matters because it is all about fate.
I am not one who believes in destiny. I think that I have a brain, a heart and a conscience for a reason. I think that I have choices that can influence my lot in life. I realize that God does have a plan. But I don't think that plan is arbitrary and capricious. God has me here for a reason. If I totally believed in luck and destiny, then nothing I did would change a thing.
I think that living life on luck would lessen my purpose here. If it all comes down to fate, luck and destiny, then why would I even want to live a life of purpose? On the other hand, I realize that much of the control that I have is really about my choices. I can shape what is to come by the choices that I make. I also have faith that all will be okay this day as I turn my will and my life over to my Higher Power. The faith that I have enables me to get through many things in a day that used to cause me to stumble, feel frustrated, and thwarted by fate.