An interesting question posed in church a few weeks ago has been on my mind lately.
What do you want?
It’s a simple question, but the answer isn’t.
At age 20, I wanted it all: law school, a job on printer’s row in Chicago, a husband and children, the white picket fence surrounding the house.
At age 60, wants look a lot different. Good health, family time, good friends, quality sleep time and a positive outlook seem satisfying.
Somehow, I think pastor was seeking a different response, a more spiritual outlook on our one-on-one with the man upstairs.
Honestly, I think the answer to the question...
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