Once upon a time, a poor old man had a horse. He loved the horse, and although many tried to buy it, he wouldn’t sell. One day the horse broke out and ran away. The people of the village told the man he was cursed, that he should have sold the horse while he had the chance... One day the horse returned with a dozen more. The people of the village told the man he was surely blessed, and now the richest man in town... The man’s only son went out to break the horses, but broke his leg. The people came out and said, “Now we KNOW you are cursed. Your only son is now laid up and you have no one to work the fields...” War broke out in a neighboring country and all the young men were sent out to fight. The old man’s son couldn’t go because of his leg. The people said “Now we know that you are truly blessed, for our sons will die and yours is safe at home.” The old man replied: “We know not whether it is a blessing or a curse; we just know that he broke his leg.” Today’s curse might just be tomorrow’s blessing— try not to judge before the appointed time.
Catch it, come alive, pass it on.
