Over the course of my years on this third rock from the sun, I’ve had many chances to quit. And there’s explanations for all of them–for why I didn’t. But there is one reason I hadn’t thought of until tonight: I can’t quit because then someone else could. Yes, my quitting could be contagious. There are those who quit on their marriages, quit on their parenting, quit on their jobs, quit on their mission. And if all of us quit, all at the same time, for all the same justifications–the world would stop running. Let the quitters, quit. But you stay! Stand back up again. Get out of bed. Fight forward. Come back. Someone needs you because someone else quit on them. Be the NON-quitter in someone’s life. Jesus Christ, inside your weary heart, is a Comeback-King. If he didn’t let death quit on him, He’s not gonna let life quit on you. I hope this encourages someone today!