I don't know if I have told you yet, but I am a volunteer on the Kid's Crew at Primary Children's Hospital. Like missionary work, it is hard to tell whether or not you are making a positive difference in people's lives; you just have the Spirit that makes you feel good and lets you know that God is happy with what you're doing. This little snippet is written about one of my fellow volunteers at the hospital:
"You woke up from your nap, and were in a great mood, so we went on a wagon ride around the hospital. There was a volunteer who was playing some music in the lobby. So we sat and listened to it. All of a sudden I felt so appreciative of that person. I thought about how he was taking time out of his busy day just to play music for us. That no one was really sitting and listening but us, but he still played. He didn’t get paid to do it, he just did it because he wanted to show his love and concern for complete strangers. Just when I think people can’t get any worse, there is someone there to show me that there is good in this world, and though they may not be as loud and in your face as the bad, there is just as much good. I felt a lot of peace, and just knew that something would work out. Money and all that come and go, and that no matter what happens in this world, we always have each other. I hope that I am being like that guy who is in the lobby playing music, and that the world is a little better because I am in it."
It's nice to know that we are, in a small way, making a difference. At least for this one person, we are keeping hope alive, and together we can look forward to a better tomorrow.