Have you ever wondered why you are down on your luck or why bad things keep happening to you?
Have you ever been so positive you find it extremely confusing when freak accidents happen to you?
Have you ever felt like, “I don’t even deserve this, I am a good person…”?
I know I have. Over the past three weeks, I have continually questioned my positive attitude. I have wondered why one bad thing has happened after the next, especially when I have been so at peace with myself lately.
The first incident involved someone trying to run me off the road about a block away from my house. The second incident happened last week when someone threw a heavy, blunt object at my car window while I was driving late at night. It shattered my back window and extensively damaged my car.
What is the common denominator in both incidents? I feel like I brushed accidents or death. I was shaken to the core after both experiences. My life lost balance and I heavily examined the meaning of life and those that mattered most to me immediately following both terrifying moments.
So, why do bad things happen to good people? I have been doing everything right, I thought. I have stayed on the right path, I thought. I have been kind and sweet to all those around me. I have undergone a deep spiritual transformation and am in the midst of sharing all I have learned with others.
Why do random bad things happen when everything seems like it’s going right? I tried googling the spiritual meaning of freak accidents. I sought answers in every which corner but have gotten absolutely nowhere.
Why is it that there is no definite answer as to why bad things happen to good people? Some things have no real or universal reasoning behind them. For me, I think these two incidents serve one specific purpose. To be more thankful.
Yes, I try to tell my friends and family that I am thankful for them, but do I truly show it? Am I doing my best to make those around me feel love? I don’t think I show beautiful emotions to those I love quite enough. I don’t think I could die tomorrow feeling completely content with what I left or did on earth.
These two freak accidents seem metaphoric to me. I am cruising through life and it’s time for me to wake up and take action! I must be more than just thankful in my heart, but show it with my actions.
I think I have always been afraid of extremes because of my past and my addictive personality. Although this is true, it’s time for me to love extremely! It is time for me to dream extremely! It is time for me to act extremely and in the most positive of ways! I am not ready to leave this earth and I think Spirit knows this. But I am ready to change the world through extreme action and extreme love.
Maybe bad things happen to good people in order to make them stronger and make them better. Maybe bad things happen to good people to wake them up from the dream that is life.
I am extremely thankful that incidents shake us to our core sometimes. In my case, I definitely needed a wake up call to action. Thank you, Universe. Thank you for throwing random things at me to remind me that I am more alive than I have ever been!