His own destiny.

The old master was sitting in the Chanfang and retreat his eyes. A little monk pushed the door in and said, "Master, there is a young man outside to come and see you." The old Zen Master said, the two baimei on the forehead moved slightly, saying: "Let him in." ”

In a moment, the young man went into the Zen master's Chanfang, the old Zen master asked: "Donor, do you have any Lee feelings?"

The young man looked at the old master and sighed and asked, "Master, is it true that man has a destiny?" is not everyone born, his wealth, family, life and other fate has been doomed by God?

Aged, who had no words, The young man sighed and said. If people really have fate, then God is too unfair to me. I lost my parents from childhood, silver with his uncle difficult difficult to grow up. Bleeding sweat hard to earn a little money to repair a few of the house, who knows careless and thieves to steal away, look forward to a few friends and family can give me a little funding. ...... The old master closed his eyes and listened to the young man, only to open his eyes and motioned for the young man to go to his own futon and say, "Young man, can you spread your left hand to me?" The young man did not know what the old master wanted to see his left hand, but still stretched his left hand to the front of the old master.

The old master with a skinny veteran gently holding the palm of the young man, studied and looked at, just pointing to the palm of the palm of the hand of the palms said: "Look, young man this hypophrenic is your lifeline, it will indicate how long you live." This is your wealth line, it can indicate how much wealth you can gather and this hypophrenic, it is your marriage line, it can imply your feelings and marriage. ”

The old master told the young man, "young man, please hold your left hand." ”

The young man held up his left hand tightly.

The old Master said, "Young man, now can you tell old monk where your lifeline, wealth line, and marriage line are?"

The young man answered, "Where are they?" Is it still in the palm of my hand?

The old master listens, the emblem smiles. To the young people said meaningfully, "Yes, Your fate is held in their own hands, Old Monk is also the same, the fate of their own hands in the heart, the World Yun Hui sentient beings, others who can not decide the fate of another person, whose fate can only be self-held in their own hand word."

The young man listened, ashamed to the old Zen master bowed deeply, grateful to say: "Master, I understand!" Yes, no one can decide your fate, are held in their own hands in the heart, their own fate to master.

The fate of each of us, only ourselves can be firmly

His own destiny.