When things are not going well, we've all had those “why me” moments. Although I never saw battle or real physical danger when I was in the navy, I found myself in a situation, seemingly by fate, that became intolerable. It was a very rough time for me, eventually driving me to mental collapse. At the time I didn't think there might be a purpose to it. I was definitely in the “Why Me!” camp, just trying to survive a bad situation. But there was a purpose to it, not so much for me as it was for someone else.
Sometimes things happens to us; life gets rough, life is a struggle, more so than it seems it ought to be. If you find yourself in a situation like this, consider, perhaps, there might be a purpose to what is happening. You might be teaching someone else. Is there someone unseen looking out for us? All of us? Or…is it all just chance?
Now, looking back I don't think it is all just chance. This is my story about how I learned that.
