Maybe
Father Casey
Years ago, I came across an old story in the Caldecott-winning picture book Zen Shorts by Jon J. Muth. It’s what is known as a koan, which are like the Zen Buddhist versions of the parables of Jesus: they take an ordinary situation and play with it in surprising ways to stretch your mind and heart. The story goes like this:
There once was an old farmer who had worked his crops for many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit. “Such bad luck,” they said sympathetically.
“Maybe,” the farmer replied.
The next morning the horse returned, bringing with it three other wild horses. “How wonderful,” the neighbors exclaimed.
“Maybe,” replied the farmer.
The following day, his son tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbors again came to offer their sympathy on his misfortune.
“Maybe,” answered the farmer.
The day after, military officials came to the village to draft young men into the army. Seeing that the son’s leg was broken, they passed him by. The neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well things had turned out.
“Maybe,” said the farmer.