William Faulkner once said that every man’s life can be summed up in eight words: “He was born, he suffered, and he died.” Although I’ve completed two-thirds of that summation, I’ve not lost sight of the fact that it refers to mankind’s mortal existence. When I stand before God on Judgment Day, I hope to hear Him determine my immortal existence with seven words: “Well done, My good and faithful servant.”
