At any moment we may hear the answer. But for now the mysterious disappearance of the 239 passengers and crew of the missing 777 has captured the minds and hearts of the world.

For many of us, the developing story raises disturbing questions of personal risk and security, procedural errors, truth and misinformation in reporting, corporate cover-up, and implied assumptions of responsibility, blame, and guilt.

For others, there is only one real issue. For family and friends of the 239, this is far more personal than words could express. Consumed and overwhelmed by their love, they might cry out in anger, frustration, or fear, or retreat to their homes to worry and grieve in silence. But at this point, they are not so much concerned about solving the mystery, weighing in on a theory, or blaming anyone— as they are in keeping hope alive for someone they love.

Where does such love come from? Could anyone care more for us—or for those we love, than the One who now invites us into the mysteries of our own lives, to share even the smallest hint of his own mind— and heart?

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