A college student went to the perfume counter of an exclusive store to buy a present for his girlfriend.  The saleswoman recommended a perfume that was called “Perhaps” that sold for $35 an ounce.  “Thirty-five dollars!” cried the young fellow.  “For $35 I don’t want ‘Perhaps,’ I want ‘For Sure’!” 

There are some things we need to be for sure about.  We need to be for sure that someone loves us.  The surest way to be loved is to reach out and love others.   We need to be for sure that our lives count for something.  Much of the emptiness I see in people comes from the fact that their lives are not invested in some cause or purpose that has deep meaning.  We need to be for sure that there is more to life than the three-score-and-ten years of our physical existence.  Much of the hemmed-in feeling that we have comes from that vague stirring in our souls to which we give different names -- spirit, intimations of immortality, the God-space within.  The truth is, as the psalmist has said, “God has put eternity in our hearts.”