I've read many interesting articles today about the RMS Carpathia, and its arrival in New York 100 years ago today, carrying just over 700 Titanic survivors. The Carpathia became known as the Ship of Widows because of the disproportionate number of men who gave their lives so that women and children could live. Here's one article:
It was so sad to me to see how the women still held out hope that their husbands had been picked up and rescued. Hope was held out in spite of the frigid waters and the fact that they knew the Carpathia was the first rescue ship, meaning that their husbands would had to have survived in the sea for several hours (which was impossible).
Still, when they arrived, they wanted to see the list of survivors. It's interesting that, at the beginning of the voyage, all that mattered was whether or not you were a 1st, 2nd, or 3rd class passenger. And afterward, all that mattered was whether you were on the "saved" list or the "lost" list.
In life, we dwell so much on things that don't matter; yet in the end, it only matters if you're saved or lost.
Is your name in the Lamb's Book of Life?