Our identity is in God. Our purpose is found in what we experience through our obedience to God.
I rang in the new year laying on a hospital bed wondering if I would survive the night. I prepared my eight-year-old daughter for the possibility that I might not. And while you can never be fully prepared for the enormity of losing someone that precious, those tender moments that we shared brought me (and I believe my daughter) a peace that passes all understanding.