Philanthropy

There is a picture of two brothers who died before their prime. One died while doing humanitarian work during the Rwanda refugee crisis. The other died before fulfilling his dreams of becoming a medical missionary. I remember thinking the first time I passed through that it must be nice for the privileged to have this "luxury" of carving a life fully devoted to service. I would surely be honored to have sons who have hearts like that. For some of us, it seems that just making sure the extended family's basic necessities are met would seem to comprise most of life's work. But maybe at the end of the day, we don't really need as much as we think we need. And there is really plenty of energy and resources left to pursue your passions as long as you are clear who you are trying to honor through your work. Maybe the most challenging part is just defining what gives you joy and where you can be most useful. I think I may be starting to form ideas what my ideal situation would be say 10 years from now. And I must say, the scenario in my head is markedly different from when I saw this picture my first semester of medical school. But first, let me study for my exams so I'll be sure to get there. :)