Our souls are not hungry for fame, comfort, wealth, or power. Those rewards create almost as many problems as they solve. Our souls are hungry for meaning, for the sense that we have figured out how to live so that our lives matter, so that the world will be at least a little bit different for our having passed through it.
If a tree falls in the forest and there is no one to hear it, does it make a sound? If a person lives and dies and no one notices, if the world continues as it was, was the person ever really alive? I am convinced that it is not the fear of death, of our lives ending, that haunts our sleep so much as the fear that our lives will not have mattered. That as far as the world is conceived, we might as well never have lived. What we miss in our lives, no matter how much we have is that sense of meaning
- Kushner
this week is a perfect time to reflect and to reassess our lives.
have a blessed holy week.
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