Everything Happens for a Reason
“Everything happens for a reason.” This is a common enough saying. Do you find yourself thinking it, or even saying it out loud? Do you do it to comfort yourself, or someone else, when something you never wished for, and perhaps very much wished against, comes to pass? Do you believe it? What do you think that “reason” is?
Alternatively, what would the opposite be? Things happen for no reason at all? Things just happen, reason or not, they just happen?
I am sure there are very sophisticated answers within physics on the truth (or not) of these views. For example, if we could know the exact position, direction of travel, and speed of every particle in the universe, we could theoretically calculate exactly what will happen from now until eternity, and presumably calculate back to the very beginning as well. Though, even if this is true (albeit impossible today), would that bring us any closer to the reason things happen, or would it just be a causal explanation of how they came to be or will in the future come about?
That bigger question, that Reason will a capital “R,” is still out there, still to be determined. Is there a reason or is there not?
I would say that there definitively is, though not perhaps in the way you might expect. Everything does happen for a reason, and for us, it is the reason we choose to give it. Or, as Alfred Adler wrote: “Meanings are not determined by situations, but we determine ourselves by the meanings we give to situations.”
The reason was not there before the event in question. We create the reason after the event. Did that obstacle crop up to crush our dreams? Or did that obstacle arise to give us the opportunity to overcome it, making the eventual accomplishment that much sweeter and more meaningful? We get to decide. We get to narrate the story of our lives we tell inside our heads. Was the reason to hold us back, or was the reason to show us, and the world, what we are capable of?
We are a product of all that has happened to us in our lives. Still, we are less a product of the events themselves than of how we interpreted those events, and what they later meant to and for us. The reasons we believe everything happened that we ultimately came up with, those are the ingredients of the concoction we call our life.
Things will happen. People will say and do the darndest things. Who knows what their own reasons are? Who cares? What matters is not why they think they did what they did or said what they did, or why that thing technically happened. What matters is the reason we believe it happened, and what we believe it means for us. This is because once we believe it, we make it true in our own lives.
So yes, everything does happen for a reason. And the good news? You, and only you, get to decide on what that reason is.
Make it a good one.









