At your service
What does it mean to serve? To be in the service of another To wash the feet and tender oil To sit with the weak as they pass To lend shoulder to grief while it lasts
Or do you help my day? To be there when the toilet’s clogged again To put my squeaky car back on the road To come to my rescue in my grave hour To bless my wedding or baptize my child
Or perhaps action’s calling? To serve when duty beckons you to arms To shield your brother’s harm from far away To protect the unknown with your own life To put back the pieces when peace finally comes
Or to relieve the woes of folks? To social workers holding back the brink To the nurse whose hour saves a child’s life To the lottery winners who tip a grand To those who help others with nothing asked ‘Cept “How can I help you?”