The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.
It seems like humanity is being confronted more each day by natural and man-made disasters. Earthquakes, tornados, riots, floods and war are impacting more of our fellow man each day. Besides these highly visible crises there are thousands of personal emergencies and catastrophes that are quietly addressed by individual volunteers in every community every day. It seems like the need for help has never been greater, fortunately there is a cadre of volunteers who answer the call whenever the alarm sounds. These are the volunteers of the Salvation Army, the Red Cross, service clubs, churches as well as individuals and other organizations.
I have the good fortune of knowing many of these folks who volunteer their time, their hands and their hearts whenever the need arises. I am often struck with the glow that these good people exhibit which I am sure is the result of their good works. I am learning that the things we accumulate do not even come close to brightening our lives as much as the difference we make when we do what we can for others.
I ran across this thank you speech to volunteers made by DJ Cronin that I think describes the gratitude we owe volunteers.
You make a difference in the dash.
Life is short. In the scheme of things this oft quoted saying must be true. Our planet has been here for millions of years – our universe billions. On our headstones will be the etching of when we were born and the date when we died. For example 1960 – 2050.
What matters to me are not the two years mentioned. It is the dash. That little dash. That’s our life. That represents to me the short time we have, here, to make a difference, or not. And making a difference means so many different things to so many people. But for you, the volunteer, what you do during that dash is most significant.
You can give me money for my cause. Sure. But I may pay that back to you. Say you give a dollar a month. It is appreciated without doubt. It is your dollar. However you may pick it up elsewhere. Something extra you do. Some other way of earning that buck. But how do we give back time? As a volunteer you give time. Time. The most precious resource in our lives.
Look at the dash. How many hours are in there? It’s not billions. It’s not infinite. Money can be printed. Time cannot. Once you give an hour of your time it is lost forever. That hour you just gave volunteering will never be replicated.
Your time volunteering must be valued but we can never put a value on that time. How can you value something that is priceless? As a volunteer you bring much to this organisation. Skills, advice, experience, friendship, vision, leadership, inspiration etc. That you bring. But time you give. In our time poor world you bear the gift of time. You choose to donate the most precious commodity in the known universe.
We may count your time in numbers. We may attempt to count your time in cash value. Though such methods have their reasons we will all be poorer if we don’t realize that the giving of your time is simply and utterly magnificent. So today, we take a little time out to thank you for the amazing “time in” that you give. Truly, thanks for your time!
Act as if what you do makes a difference. It does.
Don’t you just hate blond jokes, well in this case the hair coloring has been changed to protect the innocent.
A blonde was playing Trivial Pursuit one night. It was her turn. She rolled the dice and she landed on Science & Nature. Her question was, “If you are in a vacuum and someone calls your name, can you hear it?” She thought for a time and then asked, “Is it on or off?”
She said: Protons have mass? I didn’t even know they were Catholic.
Maxine on “Driver Safety” – “I can’t use the cell phone in the car. I have to keep my hands free for making gestures.”
Maxine on “Housework” – “I do my housework in the nude. It gives me an incentive to clean the mirrors as quickly as possible.”
Maxine on “Body Piercing” – “I’d get my tongue pierced, but I still have a little bit of brain left in my head.”
Maxine on “Work” – “My performance at work has really improved over the years. Now I can nail a co-worker with a paper-clip shot from a rubber band at 20 yards.”
Maxine on “the Technology Revolution” – “My idea of rebooting is kicking somebody in the butt twice.”
Maxine on “Aging” – “Take every birthday with a grain of salt. This works much better if the salt accompanies a large margarita.”
I’ve learned…. That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.
She said: Our neighbor loaned my husband his old chain saw to trim some tree branches. Unfortunately, the engine burned out while my husband was using it. Not wanting to return a broken piece of equipment, he bought a new saw to replace it.
When I offered it to our neighbor, he thanked me but said, “Keep it. I’ll borrow it when I need it.”
I was turning away when his eyes lit up. “Hey,” he asked, “want to borrow my car?”
Disappointments should be cremated, not embalmed.
Henry S. Haskins
It was rush hour, and when the bus finally arrived, it was packed. I tried to force my way on, but no one would budge, although there was ample room in the back. Then the bus driver took over.
“Excuse me, Ladies and Gentlemen,” he shouted. “Will all the beautiful, smart people please move to the back of the bus, and all the ugly stupid people stay up front?”
Do your little bit of good where you are; it’s those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world.
There was a hound dog laying in the yard and an old geezer in overalls was sitting on the porch.
“Excuse me, sir, but does your dog bite?” the tourist asked.
The old man looked up over his newspaper and replied, “Nope.”
As soon as the tourist stepped out of his car, the dog began snarling and growling, and then attacked both his arms and legs. As the tourist flailed around in the dust, he yelled, “I thought you said your dog didn’t bite!”
The old man muttered, “Ain’t my dog.”
I expect to pass through life but once. If therefore, there be any kindness I can show, or any good thing I can do to any fellow being, let me do it now, and not defer or neglect it, as I shall not pass this way again.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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