Hi, I’m Amy, and I am the new SERVE Editor. Yes, yes, it does seem like an amazing opportunity, but I have a problem. See, I know we just met, and I hate to be one of those people who dump problems on just anyone, but well, you look like a good listener, and therefore, my problem is as follows:
I would be an outstanding Shop at TJ Maxx and Find Killer Boots for a Cheap Price Editor.
I would also rock out as a Really Want to See the Pain in My Community, but Also Really Want to Cover My Eyes Editor.
I would probably win an award for Shouting About Reaching Out to Others When Really I Want to Hide from Them Editor.
Do you see where I am going? I don’t naturally fit with the word SERVE. It’s a stretch.
Thankfully, there’s a truth I’ve discovered. If something doesn’t come naturally, you can still do it with practice.
Do you remember your first bike ride? You wobbled back and forth, and you barely held the shaky handlebars. You wanted to put your feet down, and your stomach felt queasy thinking about the rocks you would no doubt be picking out of your bloody knee within seconds. You practiced and practiced, and eventually, you found yourself cruising around the neighborhood.
For the last two years, I’ve practiced being generous. In my practicing, I’ve hit the pavement and had to pick rocks out of my knees (like the time our family served lunch at an apartment building and a boy told my daughter he was going to punch her teeth out and make them into dentures, now that’s a story).
After two years of practice, I’m not cruising through the neighborhood of generous living yet, but do you know what?
Serving others is becoming easier, more natural, and something I’ve started to want, even more than those killer boots at TJ Maxx.
It’s nice meeting you. I can tell we are going to be fast friends. I’d love for you to come visit me on Thursdays. I’ll be right here talking about the insane blessings and the bloody knees which both come from making the needs of others a priority.