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Here, the age-old question starts to surface: "Why doesn't God intervene? Why doesn't God help me? Why wasn't I accepted into university – does that mean God doesn't exist? Why doesn't God pay my bills?". No offense, but I think you understand the essence of what I'm saying. Besides, why do you assume that God doesn't intervene in our lives? The question is simply, "How do you imagine it?". Does an angel descend from the sky and solve all the problems...? No, of course not. Here's a real-life example: After finishing tenth grade, I prepared for exams in all subjects except physics – I was completely lost in that one. I was sitting, waiting for my "moment of truth," because I had a particularly strained relationship with the physics teacher. Even before entering the classroom, I mentally crossed myself and whispered, "Lord, bless me!" I entered... I drew a ticket... and I got the very topic that I knew, albeit poorly! I got my "3," and I walked out, happy as a clam, and out of joy, I breathed out, "Thank you, Lord." My friends turned around and asked:
- A three?
- Yeah!
- You're awesome, man.
It turned out that I was the only one in the male half of the class who didn't have to retake the exam, because all the guys in our class were humanities students.
But sometimes it happens like this:
Muscovites probably remember the subway disaster? On that very day, I was supposed to go to a friend's house to pick up a disc that he had promised me. On the way to the subway, I was stopped by some thugs, and they did everything by the book – they took my phone, my money, and gave me a couple of bruises to make sure life wasn't too easy. No money, no subway. I returned home. The next day, I learned from the news that an electric train had crashed on the line I was supposed to take, at the very time I should have been on it. No money, no phone, but I'm still alive.