As we mark All Saints’ and All Souls’ Day, when we  reflect on life, death, and what truly matters, it is worth recalling the extraordinary story of John D. Rockefeller, the richest man on earth who nearly lost everything before discovering the real meaning of wealth.

At 53, Rockefeller ruled the world of oil. He was America’s first billionaire, his fortune equivalent to more than $300 billion today. He owned refineries, railroads, and a vast network of influence. To many, he was the ultimate symbol of success. But behind that empire was a man slowly dying inside—physically and spiritually.

His body began to break down. He could barely eat. His hair fell out. Sleep and joy vanished. Doctors told him he had only one year left to live. For the first time, money couldn’t buy what he needed most: peace and time.

That was his turning point. In a moment of awakening, Rockefeller called his lawyers and accountants and ordered them to give his wealth away—for hospitals, medical research, and education. In 1913, he created the Rockefeller Foundation, which would later help fund the discovery of penicillin and improve global public health for generations.

And something miraculous happened—his health returned. The man who was supposed to die at 54 lived until 97. The billionaire who once counted dollars began to count blessings.

Rockefeller’s life reminds us that success without purpose is hollow. He spent his first half building an empire and the second half building a legacy. His transformation wasn’t just about generosity—it was about finding meaning beyond money.

On this season of remembrance, his story urges us to ask: What are we living for? How do we define success? Because no matter how high we rise, all wealth fades. What endures are the lives we touch and the good we leave behind.

In the end, Rockefeller didn’t just add years to his life—he added life to his years.