Servants

Our church is doing something really nice this week-end to honor

and say "thank you" to the men, women and families

who have served our community and country in the present or past

in the military, as firefighters, police officer and rescue personnel.

A big thumbs-up to Grace Outreach Center.
 

 

In addition to honoring them in the service Sunday,
and the gift of a little packet of goodies,

lunch will be served to them and their families.
 

Now I say "little packet." Last night I stayed after church to help

put the "little packets" together. A painstaking task of putting together cards,

special medallions, gift cards, books and drawings

and sweet messages from the children in our church.

All of this was sealed, stamped, tied together with red, white and blue ribbons

and put in a little bag and sealed up. Wow!

My stiff fingers struggled with tying the ribbons together

and just trying to get those stickers off the pages.

 

Now, on my way home I thought over this.

I put in a just little over an hour on this project.

I have no idea how much time was spent prior to this by others

(obtaining/making and separating all the goodies)

and how much time will be spent by staff and volunteers

to finish the project before Sunday.

And how much time will be put in by the volunteers who prepare
and serve the lunch Sunday?

 

But my thought was:

"Will anybody fully appreciate the efforts

or know what it took to put together those little goodies?"

 

Aha! Light bulb moment!

Can anybody ever fully appreciate what is involved in the life

of someone who serves our community or country
day after day in sometimes thankless positions?

 

I don't think so.

We say very sincerely that we do.

But, unless we have actually been there,

we really don't know.

 

Servants.

They are almost always invisible, humble,

and focused on meeting the needs of others.

 

Thank you.