My husband talked to a pastor today who just returned from China. The pastor had visited a leper colony where he met an 85-year old man. He had been engaged to a beautiful woman when he was young but she left him when he was diagnosed. The total of this man’s possessions was a mat, where he slept. Sad, isn’t it? Yet, the pastor reported this elderly man was a very happy person. He was part of a community and had a sense of belonging. I’m not sure where he was in his faith. I’m sure he isn’t living the life he dreamed of when he was 17 but he has accepted and chosen to make the most of the hand that was dealt to him. I am definitely spoiled.