Posted by: Daniel Comstock | August 23, 2006

The Quality of Life By Henri Nouwen

It is very hard to accept an early death.  When friends die
who are seventy, eighty, or ninety years old, we may be in
deep grief and miss them very much, but we are grateful that
they had long lives.  But when a teenager, a young adult, or
a person at the height of his or her career dies, we feel a
protest rising from our hearts:  “Why?  Why so soon?  Why so
young?  It is unfair.”

But far more important than our quantity of years is the
quality of our lives.  Jesus died young.  St. Francis died
young.  St. Thérése of Lisieux died young, Martin Luther
King, Jr., died young.  We do not know how long we will
live, but this not knowing calls us to live every day, every
week, every year of our lives to its fullest potential.


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