This summer, my roommate James is in charge of a food pantry located in the city. He serves people every Wednesday from 230-330. Ever since we’ve moved in, he’s been trying to get me to go and help out. Coincidentally, I’ve ALWAYS had something to do during those times. You know—the random things like grocery shopping or cleaning up around the apartment that absolutely CAN’T be rescheduled or put off.
Today though, I went. My job was handing out juice and milk along with the bags of food. It wasn’t as easy as I had anticipated, and I wondered if anyone was getting frustrated at the 5 minutes it took me to bag 2 items. (Note to self: never work register in retail) But then I realized this: it didn’t matter if it was taking me TWENTY minutes to bag a juice and a milk. They don’t care. For once, people are actually taking the time to interact with them and to SERVE them. It brings back some resemblance of humanity into their lives. Even if I wasn’t physically doing anything, just being there to talk to them and smile was really good enough.
Challenge: pick a time of the week to serve those who need it. Do it when it’s most inconvenient for you :)
Looking out over the clouds and thinking, why would a God who can create all of these beautiful things not have an equally amazing plan for me?
Spring is gone (Taken with Instagram at Lower East Side)
I actually find arrogance, conceitedness, etc. more and more of a turn-off in people. You see a lot of it when you live in New York. People striving to feel “elite,” to have the feeling that they undoubtedly rise above others in some aspect. It’s really kind of disgusting.
It’s one thing to realize that you have talent. Everyone should realize this, because everyone—no matter who you are—has something that they’re inherently really great at. It’s important for each of us to realize our strengths and act accordingly. To realize that we’re really good at [insert gift here] is necessary. It’s through this conscious realization that we can be all that we are.
To feel as if we’re amazing though? To be so in love with ourselves that we look down on others? To make our “status” our ultimate end goal?
Nah. Not cool.
Dear EVERYONE at King’s,
Am I the only one with a working email account, or does everyone else suck at digital communication?
I feel like if I sat down and wrote out all of my emails in a letter, and mailed them via US mail, they would get responded to far faster.