Jesus was not a carpenter forever.
If nothing lasts then everything has meaning. If everything dies that means we actually live.
I envision a world in which the vast majority of us are actively striving toward our potential as human beings by spending our lives serving others through mediums we are most passionate.
We will never be capable of true relationships with others if we continue to view them as others.
Life is always easier when lived for others, and living for others is the best way I know to live for yourself.
Those who serve others have purpose. Those who serve themselves are lost.
Service, it seems, is the only antidote to existential frustration.
Your happiness is in direct proportion to the amount you serve others.
Every interaction with another is an opportunity to serve.
There is no higher calling than the service of your fellow man, and to do so through your own personal mastery of a craft is a gift enjoyed by few.
This is a trust that you just cannot find in modern society for there are no conditions to forge it.
There are no trophies for the real victories in life.
