Oh that voice. That annoying, monotone voice that very politely tells you that you’ve messed up. No one wants to hear it. No one wants to hear that they’re headed in the wrong direction and now they need to be put back on track. It’s just one of those “ugh” feelings.¬†gps

Obviously I’m referring to a GPS but you may have found yourself thinking about other life circumstances that may have caused that same situation.

A GPS is used to guide us in the right direction and we rely on it to take us on the correct path, even after we miss an exit or a turn. We always have the option to ignore it and go off route, but it will always find us a different way to get us to our destination.

In life, there are probably many times where you’ve thought,

“This is it. I can’t do this anymore. I’m done.”


It’s in times like these where it may seem like you’ve gone so far off course that there’s no turning back, like it’s the worst moment of your life. Whether bad things keep happening, you keep making the wrong decisions, or you just feel like you can’t handle all the challenges life has thrown at you, in the moment it may seem like the end. But somehow, you get back on track. Somehow you take another step forward. And then another. Until you don’t even remember that feeling anymore.

These are life’s “re-calculating” moments. Sometimes we just need to get lost in order to get back on the right path. It’s in these moments that we stop to look where we are. When everything is great, we don’t make any adjustments, that’s why sometimes we need some re-direction.

Every person has their own “GPS” to help them accomplish this. Something or someone that helps them get back and stay on course and get to where they need to go, in order for them to accomplish their goals and fulfill their life’s purpose. This is what keeps us going.

So next time you hear that annoying “re-calculating” voice, just stop to think that maybe you aren’t totally lost, you’re just being guided in the right direction.


The world is round, and the place which may seem like the end may also be the beginning. -Ivy Baker

I would love to hear any of your “re-calculating” moments in the comments below ūüôā


Small Choice, Big Impact

I heard this story recently and was completely blown away by it. It really goes to show how even the smallest choices that we make, and the tiniest details in our lives, are not an accident. There’s a reason for all of them and this story is a prime example.

A man was driving on an intercity route and decided to listen to an inspirational speech to pass the time. While he was listening, he decided to pass the freight truck ahead of him. Just as he began to steer his car around the big truck, he suddenly heard the siren of a police car.

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Startled as he was, he quickly steered the car back into line behind the truck and slowed down. A second later, another truck came barreling at a high speed in the opposite direction.

If he had gone ahead and tried to pass the truck, he would have been crushed to death between the trucks. This police siren had saved his life.

The man knew that any second now, the police car would pull him over and probably give him a ticket. He looked in his rearview mirror to see where the police car was, but it was nowhere in sight.

Easylovely-Police-Lights-In-Rear-View-Mirror-F11-On-Wow-Image-Selection-with-Police-Lights-In-Rear-View-MirrorThe man was very confused. The siren had sounded loud and clear, and was obviously very close by. Only later did he discover that the siren he had heard was coming from the CD he had been listening to in the car. Twenty years earlier, when the speech was recorded, a police car had passed by just outside the building with its siren wailing. That unintentionally recorded siren had saved his life. These events had been coordinated twenty years in advance!

But that’s not the end. When the man told over this story, he said that when he got into his car that morning, he’d considered for a moment whether to listen to music or the inspirational speech. He realized that music may be more entertaining, but he thought to start his day with some words of wisdom. That small choice he made ended up being a crucial one. Even an old recorded speech literally has the power to save a man from death.

Life is a matter of choices, and every choice you make makes you. -John C. Maxwell

Suffering or a Blessing? Part 2

This post is a continuation of my last one. If you want to read it from the beginning, you can find it here.

In Suffering or a Blessing? Part 1, a man had endured every bit of suffering possible in his life. He went to a big Kabbalist to help him understand what was going on. He was in the waiting room when he fell asleep and woke up to everything white around him. There was a white, black and gray train filled with all types of people. When they had passed, he followed them and found a door. Inside there was a giant scale. Then he heard a voice saying this was his own judgement. 

Then he hears this voice say,

“Will all of this man’s good deeds please come forward.”

The huge white train comes out and all of the big, strong men, the good deeds that he¬†fulfilled with intent, thinking, growing, working, and he did them all with total thought, come off the train. Then the scrawny ones came out, the ones that he didn’t have the strongest intent, and he didn’t work as hard for them. The ones that were just a limb, those were the ones that he did without even paying attention. And they start piling on the scale and it starts to move and all of a sudden it hits the floor.

And the man starts cheering! He’s just so happy! He couldn’t even believe how lucky he is!

Then the voice says,

“Will all of this man’s sins please come forward.”

The huge black train comes out and all of the big, strong men, the sins that he did with passion, get on the scale. The weaker ones, the sins that he did but he didn’t really mean them, then the little limbs, all of these start to pile up.

The scale starts to life up, and the man starts to get worried. Then, the scale flips…and the sins are weighing down, and then it hits the floor. The man starts crying and pleading.scale

“Please! No! This can’t be it! Please! I’ll do anything! Just please don’t let this be it!”

And he thinks it’s over…until he hears another voice.

“Will all of this man’s pain and suffering please come forward.”

The gray train pulls up. The big, strong, gray men were the ones where he lost his spouse and his children. A little smaller were the ones where he lost his business, a little smaller he stubbed his toe, even smaller were the ones where he didn’t pick out the right coin from his pocket, etc.

All of these men start piling on the side of his good deeds. And the scale starts tipping again. He keeps yelling for more.


“More of those gray men! More pain! More suffering! Please please give me more of them! Give me the pain! Give me the pain!”

And then he wakes up.

The secretary says to him that The Rashash will now see him. And the man turns to him and says, “Thanks. I’m good.”

As he walks out, he bangs his head and says, “Thank God.”


Anything that we go through in this world has a purpose. Maybe it’s because it takes off any pain and suffering in the next world, or maybe it’s because we needed some sort of lesson. We ask that we don’t go through these tests but if we do, we accept them and we recognize that ultimately, they are for our good.

So that car accident? Yes, it was definitely not fun. But there are times in life where we have to just believe it is all for our benefit and it’ll all work out.

To live is to suffer, to survive is to find the meaning in the suffering. –Friedrich Nietzsche


Suffering or a Blessing? Part 1

Well…I’m not going to lie, I didn’t have anything to write about until this morning…when I got into a car accident…that was my fault.

It wasn’t anything major, no one was hurt and the other car only had a few little scratches. Plus, it was someone I know. And before you jump to conclusions, no, I wasn’t on my phone. I was simply backing out of a parking spot slowly when the other car turned into the parking lot at a normal speed and didn’t honk me so I totally didn’t notice him.


So why is this a good thing?? The simple answer, right now it doesn’t seem like it. But there are no simple answers :).

After this happened, I did beat myself up about it – a lot. It was completely my fault and I should have checked a few more times etc. But then I thought, what if this happened in order for something worse not to? Obviously this amount of suffering was meant to happen to me for some unknown reason, but it could have come in many forms. There are so many worse things in life than a car accident where no one was hurt. Yes, it is going to cost money to fix which is definitely not ideal but it really could have been so much worse.

If any of you watched the video from my post on “Why Bad Things Happen To Good People?” you may remember this story.

There was a man who had so much suffering in his life. His wife died, his kids died, he lost his house, his money, his business and everything he owned. He wanted to know what was going on so he went to a great Kabbalist by the name of The Rashash. He goes into his office, and his right hand man tells him to sit down and The Rashash will see him soon.

Findingthewhitespace.jpgThe moment he sits down, he’s completely out. He looks around him and everything is white. He has no idea what’s going on. Then he hears and sees in the distance what sounds and looks like a train. The train is coming towards him and as it gets closer he sees that it’s a huge white train that has cart after cart filled with these big white men. Some are big and strong and some are scrawny. Some are missing limbs, some are disproportionate, and this train just keeps going and going until it finally passes.

Then, he hears the same noise again. But then he sees a black train filled with the same types of men, just in black. Some are big and strong and some are scrawny, some are missing limbs and some are disproportionate, and then the train passes.railroad-164071_960_720.jpg

And again, he hears the noise. But this time it’s a gray train. And the same exact thing happens. At this point, the man is very confused. So he walks toward where the trains went and he comes to this massive door. He opens it and sees this huge scale and a voice¬† calls out,

“Welcome to the judgement of _______ the son of _______.”

Since I don’t want this to be too long, you’ll have to read my next blog post to find out the rest :).

Just because we don’t see a reason for evil and suffering doesn’t mean there’s not a reason for it. –Timothy Keller