Recently, I retweeted a quote from John Piper. He wrote, “So much deep, heart-wrenching sorrow of regret among  60 somethings. I plead with you under 40: Preempt this!” I believe Piper's point is just another way of saying live wisely today, and you will save yourself from regrets.

Two and a half years ago, it was the eleventh anniversary of the day my mother went home to be with Christ. I was headed to the airport, to go to Philadelphia, and I dropped by to see Jerry, my best friend from childhood. He was dying of cancer.

Note from Randy Alcorn: This is a daughter’s fictional letter to her mother in the year 2043. The author is unknown to me, and I’ve taken the liberty to edit it slightly, and add a final sentence.