Living the Question

I lived my life as a statement, until I met someone whose life asked a question. Back when my life was a statement, I appeared to have it made. I had a successful career, family, financial security all that I had been told would bring true happiness. So why wasn’t I truly happy? Advances in communication had brought the world into my home, and in 1985 I witnessed the horror of thousands of children in Ethiopia dying from starvation. Having children of my own, I couldn’t help but ask myself, “What would it feel like to watch my own children die because they had nothing to eat? What would I do?” I had learned that we possessed the ability to feed everyone in the world, but simply lacked the willpower to make it happen.