I am reminded of a story where a man is walking with his son aged eighteen. He goes home and his son goes to the market. Somebody comes and tells him that his son had an accident and has broken his leg. He says, “Everything happens for the good.” So the other man says, “What is this old fellow? He is a damn fool. His son’s leg is broken and he says, ‘Everything is for the good.'” Then there is a war declared with the neighboring country. He says, “Everything happens for the good.” All the young men are called up and his son is missing. Somebody says, “It is a good thing your son had a broken leg.” He says, “I told you everything happens for the good.