Good Luck, Bad Luck, Who Knows?

A father and his son owned a farm. They did not have many animals, but they did own a horse. The horse pulled the plow, guided by the farmer’s son. One day the horse ran away.
“How terrible, what bad luck,” said the neighbours.
“Good luck, bad luck, who knows?” replied the farmer.
Several weeks later the horse returned, bringing with him four wild horses.
“What marvellous luck,” said the neighbours.
“Good luck, bad luck, who knows?” replied the farmer.
The son began to train the wild horses, but one day he was thrown and his leg broken.
“What bad luck,” said the neighbours.
“Good luck, bad luck, who knows?” replied the farmer.
The next week the army came to the village to take all the young men to war. The farmer’s son was still disabled with his broken leg, so he was excused.
I am therefore, learning to keep my cool:
Stay grounded in major successes, and refrain from euphoria.
Avoid feeling overwhelmed in any major crisis.
Probably in the larger picture, every event has a purpose, only to be revealed much later.
May this story inspire you to stay neutral in all situations.