There was once a king who cut his finger with a sharp knife while peeling an apple.

 When he yelled out for his physician to come to his aid;

His minister said: "No deed of god is without a reason."

The king was saddened to hear this;

The king cried out: " What is the wisdom in cutting my finger?"

He then ordered the minister to be imprisoned.

And so a few days passed until the day when the king went hunting in the forest.

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In the thrill and excitement of the sport, he rode so far away from his soldiers that he suddenly found himself alone among the savage tribes.

They arrested the king and tied him to a tree to kill him.

But...

This tribe had a strange custom.

It was that the bodies of their victims should be perfectly healthy and complete.

And because the king did not have a finger, they released him from his binds and let him be.

The king returned to his palace.

He was thinking about what his minister had said and ordered to set him free.

When the minister came to the king's service, the king said, "You are right, cutting my finger was wise for me, but what was the use of this prison for you other than suffering?"

The minister smiled at the king and replied: It was useful for me as well my king."

The minister continued: "You see my king, I am always by your side. If I had not been in prison that day, they would have killed me by now."

The two men smiled as they truly realized how the wheels of fate turned.

Never again would the king question the wisdom of fate.