Over the weekend, my friend and I were talking about love. It’s not an uncommon thing for us to talk about, and neither was it an uncommon thing that most people I know would seek to speak with me regarding their confusion on “Love”. I don’t consider myself to be an expert on that subject, but I am a pretty good listener. 😉
So on the course of the conversation, this friend of mine asked me what I thought about “Destiny” or she was probably asking me what’s my take on it (and if it’s relative to hers). I told her that I didn’t believe it, and to further elaborate on the matter is the reason why I am writing about it now:
“There are things in life that aren’t meant for us” is an adage a lot of people are pretty fond of saying. To me, it’s like an excuse – a flimsy excuse to not pursue what you want to do or want to have. The real excuse could be that the path is too difficult for you to continue, or that it’s too complicated, or that you’re too afraid. I don’t think a God who is as mighty as He to have given us the gift of “Freewill” would put a plan into our lives that no matter how much we turn around and change the end-game, we will end up exactly where He wants us to, no. I don’t believe in a predestination designed for our individual lives. It’s just not right.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, I choose to believe in having a choice, rather than submit to that so-called Destiny. We create our own destiny. We are the excuse behind all the things that unfold before us. Yes, some things might be out of our control like death or poverty, but that doesn’t mean that we can just choose to submit to everything else and let “destiny” take its course. I still believe that we are, indeed, the masters of our fate and the captains of our souls.
MR @ 2016