God doesn't play dice
-Albert Einstein
My reflexes shudders in disbelief. The dictionary defines accident as "anything occurring unexpectedly, or without known cause." It adds further, "anything that happens by chance; fortune or misfortune." To say that I am not an accident therefore is to dig into the opposite of accident--that is something occurring intentionally and planned. Isn't it quite odd that I am here on earth with circumstances I never chose yet I'm still no accident? If I wasn't an accident, then how come I never took part in the planning? How come I never exercise any liberty to choose whether I should be here or what kind of life I should have been living? That could've perfectly made sense. But here I am struggling with most of my circumstances-personality, background and physique. Then I recall, it was not about me. It was about Him. And this is the only premise to start from. I am no accident because I was part of a cosmic purpose, "conceived in His mind even before I was born." Thus, there must be a reason why I am here. I must have a sense of purpose. And it made sense. My struggles are part of my formation. They're stretching me and pushing me to my limits because it is the only way that I can come out of my shelf and become the person He intends me to be.
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