I was sick, and I was sick of being sick. Then my daughter bounded into the room with this sweet, homemade card in hand and a big, proud smile across her face.
If you’ve spent any time around me, or even if you’ve just browsed my blog posts, you’ve probably heard me say these words: “I want to be like Addy.” And it’s true; I do. While she’s only nine years old, Addy inspires me every day to be a better person.
Usually, it’s her sunny disposition and her ability to find joy in just about every situation. But now, I’ve found another of her qualities I know I need to emulate: her willingness–no, her DESIRE–to serve others.
While I was sick, she literally begged me to give her “slave jobs.” She insisted that I stay in bed while she brought me drinks, food, and whatever else she thought I might need. She presented me with a bell to clang whenever I needed something so I wouldn’t hurt my throat calling her, and she later added a paper towel tube that I could use to project my voice…just in case she didn’t hear the bell. She left a two-liter bottle of Coke Zero right beside me, but then insisted I call her each time I needed a refill so she could pour it for me.
At first I tried to talk her out of waiting on me hand and foot, but eventually I realized that she was happiest when I was letting her serve me. How much I need to learn from this child!
What if we all went through life that way–begging others to let us serve them, and being happiest while doing so? Wouldn’t it be great to find out?