Epictetus was a Greek Stoic philosopher who lived about 2000 years ago. He was born into slavery and remained a slave for most of his life. When he pleased his master Epictetus was instructed to teach the master philosophy. When he did not please his master he was punished. Once, by having his leg twisted until it snapped—a fracture that left him walking with a crutch for the rest of his life. Such was the life of one of the ancient world’s brightest minds. Epictetus died a free man in the year 135, age 85.Victor Frankl was a renowned Austrian psychiatrist—a respected contemporary of Freud and Jung. The Nazis forced Victor Frankl and his wife Tilly to abort their pregnancy, and nothing after, before they’d been married a full year, Victor, Tilly and Victor’s elderly parents were arrested and deported to the concentration camps. Somehow, Victor Frankl survived three years in Auschwitz. His loving parents and his beautiful wife did not. Such was the life of one of the 20th century’s brightest minds. He died in 1997, age 92.Not long after the war Victor Frankl wrote about his own philosophy—one formed from suffering and loss and anguish in the crucible of those years. I own a well-worn copy of that book. It is not large, but it is deep. Man’s Search for Meaning, by Victor Frankl, is now regarded as one of the ten most influential books of the 20th century, selling over 10 million copies and translated into 24 languages.I mention both Epictetus and Victor Frankl because I believe if they were sitting here with us today they would offer us much the same counsel. They both endured unbelievable suffering and injustice but they both did more than just survive their circumstances—they thrived. And if we were to ask them how, the answer would go something like this …Frankl said:“Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way. When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.”Epictetus said:“You may have no choice but to be treated like an animal. But you always have the choice to not behave like one.”And Frankl again:“The one thing you can't take away from me is the way I choose to respond … Life is never made unbearable by circumstances, but only by lack of meaning and purpose.”I share these thoughts with you at the outset of the holiday season because the holidays—as joyous as we hope them to be—don’t shelter us from loss or pain. But what they can do is remind us that despite loss and pain as long as we draw breath we have the power to choose life and light and love.I don’t mean for that to sound trite or easy. Choosing life never is. But what I don’t want is for you to ever be convinced that power can be taken away. To choose hope, to choose love, to choose dignity, to choose meaning—these are the powers that no one and nothing can ever take from you. Hold onto your power. Claim your power. Use your power. Choose. Choose to keep going. Choose to not surrender. Pick up your tools and choose to keep building yourself a beautiful life.