Serve: To be useful; to meet the needs of.
Boy, these definitions can be killers. I blow most concepts out of all proportion. What does it mean to be of service? Apparently to be useful.
One of my morning affirmations is a simple "Show me how I can be of service to someone else." I no longer try to be of service in a specific way (usually in a way that I think is best but almost never is) and I have long ago given up any pretense of dramatic service.
Here are some useful things: forks, door knobs, pants (with a belt), and my toothbrush. These are not very dramatic but my day would suck without them. I want to be of service in a Ferrari way - a red Ferrari - even though my fork-like service is what is helpful to the most people.
If I go to a meeting and try to have the Best Share of the Day I come off like a pompous asshole. If I stand outside the meeting and welcome everyone who shows up - especially people I don't recognize - then I'm fork-like. A friend of mine who recently died of cancer once commented on my anniversary - in front of the group - that "Seaweed was the first person who welcomed me to the meeting." That was the best compliment he could have paid me. He didn't say I was wise or profound or insightful - he said I shook his hand at his first meeting.
Sunday, July 19, 2020
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