Do you know someone who serves with a willing heart? It seems the beauty of serving fades daily to a bustling, busy world. But I have seen a light in the dimness and his name is Norm. I call on him from time to time and ask for help. He always says a joyful, yes. No grumbling in his head (like me), no sigh, no inconvenience felt. I can sense his delight in saying, “I’m happy to help.” Norm bleeds grace. I want to serve like Norm. He emulates someone….
This morning as I think about Norm’s willing heart, I write on the palm of my hand, Serve. Reminding me of today’s goal.