"How many of you have someone who is fighting for your heart?" Only a few raised their hands. There was an awkward silence.
This was a question I asked a group of high school students in a seminar I led at the Impact Conference. Although the response didn't surprise me, it did sadden me. For me, the group's response seemed to underscore their collective loneliness. At the time I wished I had a hundred arms to reach out and give each kid a hug.
How can we hope to walk through life in a meaningful way and never be able to point to someone who has chosen to be our strong ally?