We do not merely misread life—we insist on doing so. We chase what we want as if it were absolute truth, and label whatever stands in our way as injustice, failure, or betrayal. We grow angry, complain endlessly, and curse our luck, as though we possess full knowledge of what should happen to us, and when.
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The story of Joseph reveals a profound flaw in how we understand life. The love of his father—one of the most beautiful things a child can ever have—was the very reason he was cast into the pit. A striking paradox: what gave Joseph the greatest sense of safety also became his gateway to danger.
The chain continues with the same harsh logic. The pit was not an end, but a passage to the palace. The palace, with all its power and privilege, was not salvation, but a step toward prison. And prison—what we often see as the lowest point in life—was the path that eventually led Joseph to honor and authority. Each time, desire pointed in one direction, while fate moved decisively in the opposite.
This is not an exceptional story; it is a pattern repeated daily in our own lives. How often have we chased a job, a relationship, a position, or a dream, convinced it was our deliverance—only to discover it was a trap? And how often have we resisted a path imposed upon us, calling it defeat, only to realize later that it spared us far greater losses?
The problem is not fate, but our intellectual arrogance. We behave as though we know what is best for us, then accuse life when it defies our expectations. We want results without cost, and refuse difficult roads—despite the simple truth that history teaches us again and again: honor is never forged in safe places.
Perhaps it is time to ask a different question.
Not: Why is this happening to me?
But rather: What if what is happening… is better than I think?
