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Monday, January 16, 2012

The Early Years

By Dennis Edwards:

Chapter 1 - The Early Years!

Recently I have been reading through the documents I presented to my local draft board back in the year or so before receiving my notice for induction into military service in November 1971. I was asked by the board to explain my beliefs and where, from whom and how I arrived at them. I will quote from the documented I presented to the board in this first part of "My Story." Remember, I was 21 when writing this.

"I am the second son of Roman Catholic middle-class parents. My parents are good people. My father is a good-natured man who reads only the comics and the sports page. My mother passes the time away with television soap operas. I have never talked seriously with my parents, but I remember in high school my mother´s words in regard to my sister´s dating...."Do what comes naturally," which I interpret as, "Do what you think is right." It is from my parents that the philosophy of love has been so deeply ingrained in me, though I suspect they are not aware of it."

Comment from my sister: Hmmmm - all very interesting - and this is YOUR story - but my memories of your growing up don't really jive with your memories. When were you a rebellious teenager - or an average student? Daddy just read the comics and sports? You have got to be kidding me! Daddy was much more informed than that . . . you just didn't take the time to discover that. Mommy spent time with soap operas? Mommy was the glue - not only for us, but for her entire family . . . she too, was pretty informed about what was happening in the world - she was extremely liberal, even more so than Daddy. Perhaps they never showed you that side of themselves when you were young, but I discovered it when I was 17 and working for Eugene McCarthy's primary campaign for president. As for Mommy telling me to do what comes naturally, I only told you that in recent years, and it really did not have anything to do with my casual dating. And what kind of falling out did you have with Daddy when you were a teen?

My Response: Carol, I wrote this back in 1969 or ´70 when I was going through my identity crisis. Well, you remember my temper. Dad went to slap me a few times when mom accused me falsely of doing something and I responded physically. I must have been around 15-16. I can remember one time in the car when Mom had accused me of eating some cake she had saved to give to Mrs. Aiello. The other time was in the hall outside the bathroom. I do not remember what that one was about, but I high-tailed out of the house for the rest of the day. After that our communication level was zero! I considered myself an average student because many of the kids in my class were really smart and comparatively speaking I was average. On moral issues, I may have been above average in that I tried to be a good Christian and do unto others as I would have them do unto me. This got me in trouble sometimes as I stood up to the school “hoods” that were going to beat up one of my friends, David Bogenrief. But I did not always hold up to my beliefs especially during the time when I became friends with the Jake the class clown from my older brother´s class.

Carol´s additional comment: You should change chapter 1. You have oversimplified our parents. Do you not remember that we used to get 3 newspapers a day? (Star Ledger in the AM, Courier News in the afternoon and the Newark Evening News later) Do you remember that they always stayed up to watch the late news even though they watched the evening news? It seems so unfair to say your mother passed her time watching soap operas - yes she had them on all the time - but she was so much more than that. ASK MRS. COX. Daddy carried the worries trying to make ends meet with 4 kids - working overtime every day. Then he had to come home to us - running around fighting and all - being smart asses - yuck. They did not know how to deal with kids very well - but they did fine dealing with us as adults. She may not have been the best mother, but Mommy was the best friend to many people.

My Response: She was a good mother and I got a lot closer to her through our communications in the mail after I moved abroad. I remember crying intensely when I heard that she had died. She was a good listener and many of our neighbors and relatives would open up their hearts and pour out their problems to her. She was not a gossip and kept many “secrets” that had been shared with her. I know she loved me even though she found it hard to understand all that I was going through as I got older.

Article to the military continued:

"I attended public school and with childhood resistance the Tuesday afternoon Catechism classes. As a young Catholic, I learned to fear the "Almighty Lord" from nuns who seemed out of the tradition of Jonathan Edwards. In my childhood years, I would (every night before sleep) say prayers for all the people I liked and especially for those I disliked. My fear of God made me overly conscious of my behavior. I constantly watched and scrutinized my behavior to be aware of sins."

"In the sixth grade, I was appointed captain of the safety patrol, though I hated the leadership position because of my shyness and my inability to tell others what they should do. With the advent of Junior High School came puberty and peer group relations. At age fifteen, I had a complete falling out with my father and our relationship remained distant until just recently. In High School, I was very religious and obsessively conscious of the commandments. I tried to imitate the life of Christ. I was an average student, with friends that were "jocks," and friends that were "nerds." The most intriguing reading I did in High School was Thoreau´s Walden Pond. I also enjoyed reading Emerson. One sentence I remember reading in one of his essays still remains with me: "Every Stoic was a Stoic, but where in Christendom is the Christian."

"In my senior year I gained a deep relationship with a girl, my first intimate girl friend. I seldom read a book or the daily newspaper. I graduated High School president of my senior class, with the American Legion School Award for courage, honor, leadership, patriotism, scholarship and service. I had a vague hope of becoming a social worker or "something like that." I toyed with the idea of joining the military "to do my duty." But I was accepted to a college in Ohio and decided to go there instead."

To read the rest of the story go to the following link:

The Benefits of Journaling: Anchor

Benefits of Journaling

A compilation

Optimism is believing that good things can happen and that you can effect positive change in your life and in the world. Pessimists underestimate how much control they have. They tend to focus their mental energy on things they can’t do anything about. They also often hold the belief that optimists have their heads in the sand. In reality, though, most optimists can accurately assess what’s going on; they just choose to place their attention on where they have control and influence as well as on positive aspects of situations.

An exercise to help boost optimism involves paying closer attention to the good things you have received in life.

“Like a gratitude journal?”

We call it a “hunk of good stuff” journal. People who make a habit of gratitude have better health, better sleep, better life satisfaction, less depression, less stress, all sorts of things. We have people write down three good things that happened that day and a couple of sentences about each, like what it meant to them and how they’re going to get more of it the next day.—Amanda Enayati1

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Self-awareness helps you understand your habits of thinking, feeling, and acting so you can ask yourself, “How’s that working for you?” … We teach people to look for patterns. … These patterns are like the glasses that color the way you see all events in your life—good and bad.

One simple way to exercise self-awareness is to keep a journal of your thoughts and beliefs during stressful periods. “What was the first thing that popped into your mind when something happened? And what was that about?”—Amanda Enayati2

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We each move frequently between at least two realities, unaware we’re doing so. The more primitive one is instinctive, reactive, survival-based and selfish.

The higher one allows us to be intentional, reflective, future-oriented, and generous. In this state, we’re capable of shaping our deepest values, delaying gratification, and making sacrifices that serve the greater good, including our own.

Ask virtually anyone to tell you their mostly deeply held values, and they’ll invariably describe noble ideals such as kindness, compassion, honesty, fairness, respect for others, courage, and generosity.

The challenge is that our survival instincts so often overwhelm our more virtuous ones. So how do we learn to rise to our best selves more often?

The first answer is to acknowledge how often we fall short of the ideals to which we aspire—and how much help we need in living them more fully.

Instead, we too often use our highest intellectual capacities, after the fact, to defend, rationalize, and minimize behaviors that actually violate our professed values. Or to blame others, or circumstances beyond our control.

I see this in myself every day. I value a healthy body, but I succumb to unhealthy foods. I believe deeply in kindness, but I don’t always act kindly. I am appalled at the fact that we’re profligately burning down our planet’s limited resources, but I live in a house that’s far bigger than I need.

I’m outraged by the fact that billions of people live in abject poverty, in the midst of plenty, but I continue to live an exceptionally comfortable life, and only allocate a modest percentage of my income to helping others.

And I rationalize. I tell myself I do more than most. That my work is about helping people. Or I try not to think about my contradictions.

The second step—mine, ours—is to actively challenge our infinite capacity for self-deception. In the simplest and most personal terms, that means seeking to hold ourselves more accountable to our deepest values, through our behaviors, every day.

It dawned on me thinking about all this recently that I need to be more literal about accountability, because otherwise the relentless demands of everyday life simply take over.

I decided to start keeping track, in a daily journal, of how I’m doing. If I say my health matters, what did I do to take care of it? What did I eat, and what exercise did I do, and how much did I sleep? If I say kindness matters, how did my behavior reflect that, or violate it?

Each of us is either adding value to the world we live in or spending it down, by the sum of our actions. That’s true no matter how you spend your days.

As Marian Wright Edelman put it, “We must not, in trying to think about how we can make a big difference, ignore the small differences we can make which, over time, add up to the big differences that we often cannot foresee.”

Living intentionally, and by your deepest values, requires not just awareness and intentionality, but also sacrifice.

We all instinctively and automatically move towards pleasure. It takes no effort to be impulsive or reactive. What’s endlessly difficult is to challenge our comfort zone, to transcend our survival instincts, and to reach beyond ourselves.

We’re either growing, or we’re getting weaker. There’s no standing still. … We’re either part of the solution or we’re part of the problem.—Tony Schwartz3

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On a recent hectic business trip to Florence, I lucked out; my client booked me into the Four Seasons. The hotel consists of two restored Renaissance palaces, separated by 11 acres of garden. I was thrilled.

That is, until I arrived and saw that my room was in the more distant building. Every time I entered the hotel, I had to walk the length of the garden to my room.

My days were jam-packed with consulting, and I still had all my other work to take care of. That long, forced walk was going to steal valuable time in my day, time I could scarcely afford.

At first I entered the garden annoyed and walked through with speed and determination. But, to my surprise, each time I walked through the garden, I walked a little more slowly. Eventually, that garden walk became a transformative experience. As I meandered along the winding paths, my mind began to wander too, making connections, drawing insights, and developing ideas.

In our fast-paced, productivity-focused lives and workplaces, we are losing our gardens—literally and figuratively. We need to reclaim them.

I have no time to think. Possibly the six scariest words. … But they don’t scare us anymore because they are so commonplace.

It’s not that we’re unproductive; we’re astoundingly productive. Actually, in some ways, our productivity is the problem. Something’s lost in an environment of manic productivity: learning.

These busy days, we rarely analyze our experiences thoughtfully, contemplate the views of others carefully, or evaluate how the outcomes of our decisions should affect our future choices. Those things take time. They require us to slow down. And who has the time for that? So we reflect less and limit our growth.

Often, it’s only when our lives are forcibly disrupted that we slow down long enough to learn. An illness, a job loss, the death of a loved one—they all compel us to stop and think and evaluate things. But those are unwelcome disruptions and, hopefully, they don’t occur often.

Wouldn’t it be great if we could learn continuously without forced disruptions? If we could disrupt ourselves for a few moments every day in order to think and learn?

What we need is a few minutes to walk in a metaphorical garden.

Think about where you do your best thinking and make it a habit to go there daily.

One garden walk is outdoor exercise.

Another is writing. As I write, my ideas develop and my experiences gently nudge me towards my continuously developing worldview. There’s no need to share the writing—a private journal works well—and it doesn’t have to take more than a few minutes.

Conversations with friends and colleagues reliably provide me with a refreshing and instructive walk in the garden.—Peter Bregman4

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If you're serious about becoming a wealthy, powerful, sophisticated, healthy, influential, cultured and unique individual, keep a journal. Don't trust your memory. When you listen to something valuable, write it down. When you come across something important, write it down.

I used to take notes on pieces of paper and torn-off corners and backs of old envelopes. I wrote ideas on restaurant placemats. On long sheets, narrow sheets, and little sheets and pieces of paper thrown in a drawer. Then I found out that the best way to organize those ideas is to keep a journal. I've been keeping these journals since the age of twenty-five. The discipline makes up a valuable part of my learning, and the journals are a valuable part of my library.

I am a buyer of blank books. Kids find it interesting that I would buy a blank book. They say, “Twenty-six dollars for a blank book! Why would you pay that?” The reason I pay twenty-six dollars is to challenge myself to find something worth twenty-six dollars to put in there. All my journals are private, but if you ever got ahold of one of them, you wouldn't have to look very far to discover it is worth more than twenty-six dollars.

I must admit, if you got a glimpse of my journals, you'd have to say that I am a serious student. I'm not just committed to my craft; I'm committed to life, committed to learning new concepts and skills.

Keeping a journal is so important. I call it one of the … treasures to leave behind for the next generation. … The ideas that you picked up, the information that you meticulously gathered. Journal writing is one of the greatest indications that you're a serious student. It is challenging to be a student of your own life, your own future, your own destiny. Take the time to keep notes and to keep a journal. You'll be so glad you did. What a treasure to leave behind when you go. What a treasure to enjoy today!—Jim Rohn

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Write things down. This is the most common, recurring practice we have encountered [in those who claim to have excellent quality of life]. Whether it’s carrying a pen and small pad of paper or a PDA, the practice is to always have something to write down tasks and ideas that randomly come to mind. Combined with discipline, this leads to a state where one is doing in life what one has determined they ought to be doing; all the while eliminating the negative emotional toll of guilt.—Kit Cooper5

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In life, you often hear the excuse. “I wish I could—spend more time with my family, start my own business, chase a goal, travel, or volunteer … but, I just don’t have the time.” You have the time … you are simply spending it somewhere else. You are a human and will make time for what you see as a priority. The question is—are you prioritizing the correct things?

You have the exact same amount of time in a day that Albert Einstein, Marie Curie, Copernicus, and da Vinci had. You have the exact same amount of time in a day that Michael Dell, Bill Gates, and Oprah Winfrey have. The question is not—Do you have the time? The question is—How are you spending the time that you do have?

Begin to keep a journal and log the time you spend every day. Do this for at least two weeks. Track the time you spend getting ready for work, in your automobile, at the office, eating out, reading, in entertainment, watching television, surfing the internet, or simply doing nothing. You may be surprised at the amount of time that you spend on unproductive matters. It is often shocking how much time we squander each day and will never get back.

Life can become so overwhelming that as we get caught up in the rat race, we are not aware of how we are spending our time. It may be time for a time inventory of your life. First begin by journaling what is most important to you in your life. Then track how [you spend] your time for two weeks. It could be very eye opening.

You have no cause to complain for your lack of time, only your management of that time. Time plays no favorites—[you] will either be its slave or it will be yours. You make time every day for what you value. What do you value?—Ron White6

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I’ve titled my journal Of Things Believed, of Things Received. Journaling started out for me on paper and then morphed into its present electronic form, which is easiest for me, as I can simply update it while I’m in the midst of other computer work. In digital format it’s also easier for me to organize, as I can hyperlink and cross-reference throughout the process, something I couldn’t achieve very well on paper. I keep mine year to year, beginning a new version yearly. I also keep it organized under monthly entries.

It began as an offshoot of me keeping a prophecy book or record: There were certain aspects of my life and spiritual walk with the Lord that I felt were important to keep a record of, over and above the specific prophecies I would receive. Now it includes my prophecies but goes beyond that.

It’s become a friend and counselor to me, and often, like having someone to hear you out and share your thoughts with, it clarifies and helps me sort out my thought processes, my spiritual progress, my hopes, my dreams, my goals. It helps me to recognize and deal with my fears, mistakes, and setbacks. It’s also a good source of reflection; I can see where I’ve been, review progress and lessons, and chart the future.

My journal contains more than a record of events; in fact, my record of day-to-day events is kept very minimal. What it does contain are personal thoughts, observations, reflections, and, yes, even rants. It’s got a smattering of poems, quotations, and even the odd favorite anecdote. Recorded are my battles and victories, my progress and setbacks, my hopes and dreams.

It has become such a rich experience for me, helping me to understand myself more fully, appreciate the life the Lord has given me, and recognize both the hand of and the voice of God in my life more completely, so much so that I’ve felt a desire to suggest and encourage others to try it.—John Hislop

Published on Anchor January 2012.


1 From “Steps to Help You Thrive in Hard Times,” CNN, Aug. 24, 2011.

2 From “Steps to Help You Thrive in Hard Times,” CNN, Aug. 24, 2011.

3 From “What We Need Now,” HBR, August 11, 2011.

4 From “What to Do When You Have No Time to Think,” HBR, June 8, 2011.

5 From “10 Tips for Greater Quality of Life,” Quality of Life Project, August 11, 2009.

6 From Time For You.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Seize the Day!

Oblatum Occasionem Tene

By Bryan Clark

Oblatum occasionem tene is Latin for “seize the opportunity.” In Spanish, you’d say, “aprovechar la oportunidad.” In Swedish it’s “ta chansen.” In Hungarian, “megragadja az alkalmat.” To find out how to say “seize the opportunity” in Australian, you might want to check with someone like Nick Vujicic.

If you’ve ever seen or heard Nick speak on YouTube or elsewhere, it’s unlikely that you’ll soon forget him. Nick was born with Tetra-amelia syndrome, a rare disorder that is characterized by the absence of all four limbs. I can’t even begin to imagine the difficulties that Nick and others with similarly challenging conditions face in life. His childhood and teen years must have been indescribably tough. He has explained that as an eight-year-old, he was already thinking about suicide. And at age ten, he tried to drown himself, only backing out because of what it would do to his parents. But when he was 15, Nick gave his life fully to Jesus, and he began to understand and appreciate God’s plan for him. Amazingly, miraculously, despite the gargantuan challenges of growing up and learning to live and function without arms and legs, Nick didn’t just survive, he has thrived.

To be fair, the word “thrive” is way too wimpy a description of what Nick has fought so hard to accomplish, but every other word I considered using instead also falls way short. Nick’s own words probably say it best in the title of his first book, Life Without Limits: Inspiration for a Ridiculously Good Life.

As an adult, Nick has become a hugely sought-after speaker, receiving over 200 requests each week. He has traveled to nearly 40 countries, spoken to millions, and has touched and helped to change tens of thousands of lives—including yours truly. Nick moves me. Nick isn’t just interesting. In spite of the painful reality of his physical condition, in my opinion, he’s beautiful. He shines with confidence and faith in God’s love, and with the power of the Holy Spirit, so that when you hear him speak, you don’t just hear and see Nick, you see Jesus’ love shining through him.

Something else that stands out to me is the absolute directness in what Nick says and the unmistakable certainty in how he says it. Nick doesn’t pull his punches. He gets right to the point and aims straight between the eyes. He does it wisely, humbly, softly, with a sincere smile and a good sense of humor, but he does it determinedly. He is obviously on a mission.

Nick isn’t just a “speaker.” He isn’t primarily trying to make people feel better about themselves, although he does that too. He’s not just about overcoming adversity, pumping up self-confidence, or attracting abundance, like countless other motivational speakers these days. He covers a lot of the same important topics, like be thankful instead of complaining about your circumstances; try things, because you never know what you can achieve; when you fail, try again; obstacles equal opportunities; and failure equals learning. But to me, Nick’s physical limitations make those messages all the more powerful. And it’s always crystal clear that, for Nick, what makes all of those things possible and worthwhile is faith in Jesus and in His great love for us all.

Something special happened early in September of this year when Nick was in Chile. He was scheduled to speak to a large crowd at an arena. His visit was being publicized widely, and the morning before the big event, Nick was invited to appear on a morning talk show by Chilean celebrity hosts Felipe Camiroaga and Carolina de Moras.

The program was broadcast nationwide, and just as he customarily does, Nick quickly won the interviewers’ hearts, captivating them with his sense of humor, his humility, and his willingness to bare his soul, and by sharing the intimate details of his childhood and life. The interview was originally scheduled to last 20 minutes, but they ended up giving him the full hour. He and Felipe even played a bit of football.

Nick took full advantage of the platform and opportunity, skillfully and determinedly guiding the interview toward his main message—faith in Jesus. At one point, Camiroaga candidly asked, “How can one come to know God?” opening the door for Nick to give a very strong and clear message of salvation for everyone watching.

As the interview came to a close, Nick asked Felipe and Carolina if he could pray. They both immediately and enthusiastically consented. He touchingly prayed for the interviewers, for the television station, for the audience, for the country, for the government to make the right decisions, against discord and disunity, for the Holy Spirit to fall upon the hearts of all, and for everyone in the country to have faith in Jesus as the Savior, and to know that He loves them.

After praying, Nick went on to challenge the nation’s churches to set aside differences and to work together in God’s love. He even apologized to the TV audience if any had ever been offended or hurt by the churches, or if they hadn’t been shown love by them. He added that he was not trying to lift himself up as a good example, but that only Jesus is good.

It’s not common in today’s world for a Christian speaker to be given such a platform to openly evangelize and pray on a celebrity talk show. It was quite out of the ordinary, and Nick took full advantage of the opportunity, just as he does wherever he goes. However, later that day, something took place that no one could have expected, which caused Nick’s interview and prayer to carry even greater weight.

That afternoon, just a few short hours after the interview, an aircraft took off from Santiago, Chile, for Robinson Crusoe Island, which is one of the Juan Fernández Islands. The aircraft, which was carrying support and relief in the wake of the 2010 Chile earthquake, attempted twice to land at the airport, but strong winds prevented it. The plane subsequently crashed into the sea on its third approach. There were four crew and seventeen passengers aboard. All perished upon impact.

Among the victims were Felipe Camiroaga, his TVN film crew, and a well-known philanthropist. Felipe was traveling to the island to report on the reconstruction following the earthquake. Who would have ever imagined that Camiroaga’s interview with Nick that morning would be his last? The whole nation was in shock.

As I followed the unfolding story, watching the interview and Nick’s prayer on YouTube, and the news reports about the tragedy, I’m embarrassed to admit that my initial reaction was something like “OMG! Nick just prayed for God to bless the interviewers and the TV station, and only a few short hours later this happens! Maybe it would have been better if he hadn’t prayed those things on national TV, because what will the people of Chile think about God and about Nick and about his faith now after something like this?” I had a personal interest, because I had briefly lived in Chile years ago and I love the Chilean people.

But after wondering if it had been a mistake, I immediately realized that I didn’t need to concern myself with God’s reputation or worry about what people would think and what their reaction would be. After turning my heart to the Lord and letting Him speak to me about what had happened, I could easily recognize and appreciate once again God’s unfailing love, His amazing foreknowledge, His perfect timing and faithfulness—and not only the Lord’s faithfulness, but the faithfulness of His witness as well, which in this case was Nick.

Nick had no way of knowing that his first meeting with Felipe and his TV crew would be his one and only opportunity with them, but he didn’t waste the platform he had been given. He didn’t settle for just tickling their ears with feel-good stories or self-help instruction. He wasn’t just funny and entertaining. He seized the opportunity, and very prayerfully mixed all of those elements in, while he went straight for their hearts and for the hearts and souls of the whole country.

The question then came to me ... What if? What if Nick hadn’t shared his heart so openly? What if he hadn’t talked so plainly and unabashedly about Jesus and His unfailing love? What if he hadn’t humbled himself so completely by asking Felipe and Carolina to pray with him? What if he had taken the more customary, the more acceptable and “safer” approach, out of concern that he might offend someone or embarrass himself?

There is a time and place for everything, and there may be times when a more subtle approach would be the better way to go about things. But for that particular time and place, God knew the urgency of the matter. He knew what was just about to happen, and He knew that not only did Felipe and Carolina need to hear the important message that He had laid on Nick’s heart to share, but so did others in the studio and in the TV audience.

I’m not suggesting that the fate of Felipe’s eternal soul rested solely on whether or not Nick went about things the way he did that morning. God is faithful, and I feel certain that Felipe and his film crew, as well as Carolina and others in the studio and who were watching at home, had undoubtedly had countless other experiences which the Lord had used to knock on their hearts’ doors. Perhaps they had even accepted and received the gifts of salvation and eternal life previously.

But after the tragic events of that day, I can’t help but praise the Lord for His faithfulness in having Nick there at such a crucial moment. Of all the people in the world they could have been interviewing that morning, God made sure that Nick was the one who was there with them in the studio. And he didn’t hold back. He delivered his soul, and they listened and gladly received what he had to say, praying with Nick right there on national television. Nick said later that, at times during the interview, Felipe had tears in his eyes. At one point, after they had been kicking around the football, Felipe bent over and kissed Nick on the head.

Undoubtedly, many of the TV and YouTube audience caught the significance of the interview and prayer. One person posted a comment asking, “If God is a God of love, why would He have allowed something so tragic to happen to someone so special?” But most posters recognized that the timing couldn’t have been a coincidence, and that it was God’s amazing love that had Nick there at that very special time.

One person wrote, “I believe that God uses people in ways that we least expect, and thank God He used Nick to give such a beautiful blessing to the life of Felipe. No one could have known what was going to happen, but God knew that He was going to take him.” Another wrote, “God has a plan. There are no coincidences. And God sent this angel to help guide Felipe’s heart so that he could go to a better place.”

In the following days, Felipe’s friends and co-workers at TVN also commented at length regarding the significance of Nick’s visit and everything that he had shared with them. Carolina expressed how greatly they had all been touched by Nick, but she said that Felipe had been especially moved. They all agreed, saying, “Felipe connected. He connected with Nick’s message in a very special way.”

One of the producers shared the story about how, after the interview that morning, as Felipe was about to leave for the airport, he was still reflecting on something that Nick had said. Nick had commented, “I’m greedy. I’m very greedy.” That really surprised Felipe, and he had asked, “You’re greedy? What do you mean by that?”

Nick had gone on to explain, “I’m greedy because I’m not satisfied with living just 90 years. I want to live forever.” It was very noticeable to Carolina and to his other co-workers that Felipe had been greatly affected by that, so much so that he had tears in his eyes. They commented that, after the tragedy, the thought of eternal life has even more significance for them all now than it had before.

In a video message that Nick recorded for the staff at the television station, he explained that he had been very saddened by the tragic accident. He told them, “There are times when life is not fair. But we know that sickness and disease and death itself did not come from God. Life came from God, along with joy, peace, strength and love. … Thank God that there’s heaven, because this life sucks at times. But heaven is real. God is real. So, make sure your walk with Him is real.”

Felipe and Nick’s story was a sober reminder to me to walk closely with God each day, following His voice and Spirit in every circumstance, so that, just as Nick was in this case, I can be at the right place, at the right time, and the right sample of God’s love to those I meet.

We may never know the impact that our words and sample will have. Oblatum occasionem tene. Knowing that we may only have one chance, let us be faithful to seize the opportunity when we have it. We may not have another.

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