As I think about the things God has been teaching me over the past year, one moment stands out with surprising clarity. It was the experience of tasting what has come to be known—at least in our family—as a two-million-dollar bottle of wine . Shortly after Sue and I arrived at my father-in-law’s house, he pulled me aside and said, “I was saving this bottle of wine for when the hospital was complete. I’d like to share it with you and Sue over dinner sometime this week.” Several years earlier, he had purchased a rare bottle of wine with a very specific purpose in mind. He was deeply invested—financially and personally—in the construction of a children’s hospital. The project wasn’t just a business venture; it was a labor of love. He had poured his expertise into it, along with nearly all of his savings. Other family members had invested as well. If the project had succeeded, his payout would have been approximately two million dollars. But through a series of unfortunate events...