My friend Marcia just wrote about Givers and Takers on her blog, and it kind of touched on something I was just thinking about the other day….
Abel, my 2 1/2-year old, is getting to the age where he is pretty handy to have around. I can ask him to do the most menial of tasks–throw a dirty diaper in the trash, run outside and grab the paper, carry dirty dishes from the table to the sink–and nine out of ten times he will do it promptly and joyfully. His willing obedience brings joy to my heart, and it also saves me a few steps. The other day as he was happily fulfilling my request to get a tissue for Amariah’s nose, I thought to myself, “How much longer until he realizes it isn’t always ‘fun’ to help?”
Looking back on this, I realize that the fact that I even had such a thought doesn’t say too much about me. I think one can easily infer that I must not think it’s always fun to help others. Thanks to Abel’s willingness to serve joyfully, I am now forced to reevaluate my own attitude towards serving others. I pray that rather than Abel learning from my attitude that “serving isn’t always fun,” I will instead learn from Abel’s attitude that serving others is a joy and a privilege.