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Fate is in my hands or not?  

I doubt it. 

Just when I think that I have everything under control and that I have become the master of my own fate, something happens, something usually not under my control. 

I am comfortable with that state of things, I know that the rudder of my ship is small, and that at times I won't be able to avoid a rock or even the rapids. But, I'll do my best, and I might call for all hands, or on occasion I'll  find myself just going along for the ride, but, in the end, I am confident that the rapids will peter out before my boat is swamped.