Of late, I have been spending hours, days, weeks thinking about an investment.
Not an investment of silver or gold, or the common currency of this day, but of life. 

What is worth the investment of my whole life?
What cause is worth me trading my 80 more years, short as they might be?

For what cause can I look back at the end of my days and be assured most deeply that I did not sow my life in vain? The eternal sorrow- to have wasted one’s precious gift of life.

I am reminded constantly of Wilberforce, who with a lifetime of steady application and worthy investment, changed the plight of millions.

He did what he was supposed to do.
At the end of my life, will I be able to say the same?

The problems of the world seem crushing. Literally crushing the life out of me, with all the pressing in. The oppressed orphans, the forgotten elderly, the murdered millions. The immeasurable trauma and heartache.

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Lord, I want my life to be a worthy one.
I want to sow, and strive, and strain for a cause that is worth my life.

Father, however small or however large Your assignment for me, make me fit and ready for the task . Make me as a strong man to run his race.

The plan for my life is outside of myself.
My steps are of You.
How then can I understand my own way?

You must lead and guide me, Father.
Each effort of self-guidance and each voyage of self-discovery lose me further still.

Father, lead and guide me into Your plan for my life.
I commit to spend my life fulfilling the cause, whatever it might be.
I care not what the task is.
Only that it might make Your name great- 
and that I might look back on my life with the joy of knowing I spent it right.