Ross A. Hill: The Joy of Helping

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Wednesday, May 5, 2010

The Joy of Helping

My mom taught me the importance of helping.  Helping do "chores" around the house.  Helping her by running down to the neighborhood store to get something she needed to fix dinner.  Helping my brother with his paper route, doing the yard work or worse, and shovel snow.  I hate snow!  Helping my dad rake leaves or paint something.  Helping the kid next door that had a childhood disease that kept him inside most of his childhood.  Mom insisted I go over and play games with Kevin.

Mom insisted that I not just help but that I do it with a cheerful heart.  Nothing else would satisfy her.  And if I did not have that attitude she found many more things I could do "to help" until I had the right attitude. My attitude was a big thing to my mom.

Today, my GREATEST joy comes in helping people.  Most of the time I don't get paid for it, I just do it out of my "cheerful heart".  Seriously.  I enjoy helping people.  I like doing it.  Sure, it takes effort but it is fun.  Sometimes it is even really hard to help but when you are done you feel great.

I sometimes wonder, if my mom had not taught me to help with a joyful heart, how many blessings would I miss?  I wonder if my heart would be broke.

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