Most people are stalled in life because they do not know the answer to one question: “Why am I here?” They flounder because the world provides quick and persistent answers. But even when they turn down those roads, they realize quickly that living for ourselves—our pleasure, our comfort, our recognition—is a dead-end street.
A tenacious love is the most precious gift possible. Those who are the recipients of such undying affection are the most blessed. And those who give undeterred loyalty are the most rewarded.