I am a servant. It’s in my blood. I enjoy helping others – most days. I mean, I cuss and fuss and carry on when some folks call me and need help. Sometimes it’s mostly because I wonder how they manage to get themselves in some situations. Granted – everything that happens to us isn’t our fault. Life happens. Disaster happens. As do illness, death, financial trouble, breakups, mishaps and other series of unfortunate events (what I and @RoddKlever refer to as the Leminy Snicket around these parts).
But what about those folks who are forever in trouble and causing stress and concern to others? What if the person they call every time they have trouble is you? What if the only way to serve and help them happens to be be on their terms? How do we deal with it? What happens?
I don’t know if I have an easy answer to this. I’ve been in service and assisted a series of “difficult people” as I’ll term them today – for years over in my life. It doesn’t get any easier. But it will change you as a person. That much is for sure. I’d rather look at it as a series of situations that are a hazing to life, a pennance, something that makes you more of you or less of you. And trust me, “more of you” can be a good thing. You end up being able to choose the direction you’d like to go in when these things are presented to you.
I started this post at the beginning of the year, hopeful as always. I remain hopeful. It’s just I couldn’t hit the publish button on it yet because I didn’t quite understand where I fell on the radar of love and service.
I’ve accepted and realized this year I’m designed to love and serve. It’s part of what makes me truly me. It’s part of the reason why I am so easily stretched out by the unkindness and selfishness of others. I simply cannot understand it. It’s a language I don’t speak fluently.
The thing is you can have every intention in your heart and soul to want to help someone but if they don’t give you room to do so, then what do you do? How do you work it out? How do you deal with those feelings of feeling like you’re not doing all that you can?
I wanted to address this because there is this belief that we are to serve until we drop. So many of us don’t know how to push back loved ones, but we have to learn to do it. I mean as a believer in God, there’s this fine line between service and either allowing yourself to be used and having your boundaries crossed.
I think many of you who come to the blog and read it, are here for various reasons. Some of you know me personally and support my work; some I’ve met through writing and blogging and we support each other and there’s another group of readers who come here to read my thoughts on certain things. I can’t say I have all of the answers, but I try as best as I can to be as transparent as possible (much to the horror of my family). But here’s the thing – sometimes you have to get real with yourself (first) and realize the process of love and service needs to be turned inward.
I also speak about balance – all the time especially as of late. Mostly because I understand first hand what happens when things don’t flow well.
Who do you serve? Why do you serve? Who do you love?
Who serves you? Who loves you?
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