STRESS AND VOLUNTEER WORK
After teaching a class on Friday night from 6:00-10:00 p.m., then teaching on Saturday from 8:00 a.m. until 5:00 p.m., when my alarm went off at 6:00 a.m. on Sunday morning, I was sorry I had agreed to do some volunteer work. I had given my word so I dressed and drove to the event. I rediscovered the joy of volunteering as I helped serve food to motorcycle riders who were providing free rides to children with brain tumors. The kids were loving it and so were the volunteers who were able to make a small contribution to the quality of life experienced by these children. It's one thing to complain about the way things are. (Trust me, I've been a pro at that!) But the way to peace and joy is to do something about the way things are...even when you're tired and even when you don't feel like it. You could make a case that the world didn't change much as a result this group of volunteers banding together to make a difference, but try telling that to the young boy, grinning from ear to ear as he rode in the side car of a motorcycle.