No man can make it out here all alone. This life is all about helping and every little bit helps.
There is this fulfillment that fills your heart anytime you know another life is blessed as a result of what you did. You feel this indescribable feeling, knowing you helped someone and it means a lot. Life is about helping and we should never shy away from it.
I know there are sometimes we wish to help and we can’t. Moments like this rip me apart. I feel moody and sad when I am unable to help but one thing I have come to realize these days is that every little bit helps.
If I am unable to help you in a certain way which you desire, I will either do the little that I can or point you to who I think can, and sometimes I can speak to someone who can. The bottom line is, there is no help that is a waste. If it means something to someone, then you should feel satisfied that you have done your part.
I dislike not being able to help when I am asked. There is nothing that changes my mood like that. I always have this feeling that I have let the person down because it takes a great amount of trust and humility for some people to reach out to you to help them.
I am not aiming to impress, no, I am always excited when I know someone is going to bed happy and thankful to God for making me come their way.
To be continued...
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn’t bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love’s chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor’s order.