We admire individuals with a strong sense of purpose in their lives. They seem more confident, their direction is set and their success can be measured by the extent to which they achieve their purpose.
Once when the plane my wife and I were on was landing, there was a sudden interruption. As we approached the runway, the plane suddenly banked to the right, then began picking up altitude. For a split second all conversation ceased.
If you stand out of doors on a clear night, you can see ten thousand points of light. A few are nearby planets of our solar system and thousands are the stars of the Milky Way. Thousands more are far distant galaxies in the universe.
Imagine that your son dies and you agree to donate his heart in hopes that someone else’s life might be saved. Then you find out that the intended recipient refused to have the transplant at the last moment.
I have a friend who visited Iran and Afghanistan several years ago. Both are overwhelmingly Muslim countries with very few Christians. In fact, most people assume that there aren’t any Christians in the country of Iran.
A friend told me about a funeral where the widow spoke during the service. She brought the pile of reading material from beside her husband’s favorite chair and told how it changed during his long period of cancer treatments.