In the mundane activities of our day to day existence, it is easy to lose sight of the grand arc of our lives. However, when my first daughter was born, and I held that warm, writhing, bundle of human potential in my arms, something profound happened inside me. I became intimately aware of a life as a bank account of time units—of seconds that make up minutes, hours, days, months, and years. Our lives have a beginning and an ending—this was the first time unit in her life story. I thought about how wonderful it would be if all the remaining time units of her life were filled with meaningful, purposeful activities that were crafting her into a beautiful person who was moving intentionally towards her God given purpose. The key to living well is to invest our time doing the things that matter most in life. I am convinced that our most valuable possessions are the relationships we cultivate with self, others and our God. This blog celebrates those relationships and contains my musings on the quest to live well.