traveling to and from work on time, showing up at theaters on time, going to sleep on time, like we’re all part of this planet’s clockwork.
Then something unexpected interrupts our timeline experience. An accident, loss of something or someone, an act of God…
How can everything happen at the right time? Even the bad stuff?
Yes; there are no mistakes.
What, then, is the purpose of seemingly bad things that happen at unexpected times?
Everything is perfectly perfect
I know at first thought, this might be difficult to wrap your head around, but hang in there with me and
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