The opportunities to harm both others and ourselves are as near as the thoughts in our minds. Suicidal gunman take innocent lives. We can use drugs if we wish. Practice unwise sex. Eat ourselves to corpulence. Shop until we run our credit into the ground.

The authorities who guided us in the past, for good or ill, have grown feeble. Family members may hardly meet, even around a meal. Membership dips in religious institutions.

So what does it take not to harm oneself and others? What does it take to live a purposeful life? Who are the inner directed people? What gives them the ability to rise above present norms?

I once read a study of inner city children who had survived and flourished in less than ideal circumstances. Instead of studying those who failed, the study spotlighted those who succeeded. They found that in most cases, the deciding factor was an adult in the child’s life who valued them. It didn’t have to be a parent. Sometimes it was a teacher or neighbor.

Care for another, especially a child, may be the best guard against wasted lives.