Quote by Judith Guest

I think living the blessed life is the luck of the draw.


I think living the blessed life is the luck of the draw.

Summary

This quote suggests that the concept of living a blessed life is primarily determined by chance or fate. It implies that some individuals are simply fortunate enough to have pleasant circumstances, happiness, or favorable experiences, while others may not have the same level of luck. The statement challenges the idea of complete control over one's blessings, insinuating that certain factors may be beyond personal influence, attributing them instead to a random selection process.

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