Community Service

I often get the feeling that I’ve been called into this world to do community service.

Yes, community service!

By this, I don’t mean the type you get for doing crime and being let off lightly. On the contrary, it’s believing that your main purpose on this planet is to serve your community and help members within your community.

And no, I don’t mean politics.

The community might range from very small units of society such as your family to bigger groups – countries and continents. We could say that community is basically anything greater than one.

The acts of service to be provided to the community are within a greatly expansive horizon; they could be anything from encouraging and supporting the little kid who stops by your shop, so that he’s inspired to be the best he can, to smiling cheerfully at the traffic warden or street cleaner so that they know they’re valued or just the random words of affirmation and affection to a loved one (or anyone) so they remember that they’re loved.

Life is already tough enough for everyone; whether it is those looking for where the next meal will come from, or you wondering if you’ll ever be half the man you had set out to be, or wondering how long you could carry on with a job you absolutely hate but need the salary or barely staying put in a marriage you’ve seemingly lost all appetite for.  I could go on but life is tough indeed. Seeing how tough life is, I believe we all as community servants are sent by God to support each other on this planet of His.

A few years ago, I adopted a personal mantra for my life’s dealings. “whatever helps her/his confidence”. How I arrived at this is an interesting story which will be discussed another time.

“Whatever helps her/his confidence” – in my opinion, confidence is the main currency for survival. Whether it be in the form of an improved self-belief/assurance in ones potential to succeed or trust that the universe will be fair on you, or a feeling of being good and not needing to be extra, confidence is key.

Now I’m not a motivational speaker so I’m not here to give you some feel good nuggets, but we really could be happier and better if we were more confident in ourselves. It will go on to affect our decision making and choices and just help us live better lives overall.

We all need a renewed sense of mindfulness. I’ve not mastered it all but I think it’s important to consider this in our dealings.

So I’ll end by saying these:

  1. Why not get involved community service today?
  2. Why not be the energizer within your circle?

 

“Overbothered”

In the previous post, Cece talked about people being too wrapped up in themselves to care about other people’s problems. While I mostly agree with this, I’ve found that in Nigeria people become quickly bothered if said problem is “gist”.

We have this need to insert ourselves into situations and make it about us. Asides that, I’ve noticed that people get a sense of entitlement to every area of your life once you open up the smallest window of imperfection or insecurity. They pry and probe and ask and ask, and by the end of it you find yourself in a place where you’re defending yourself or justifying all your actions; rather than talking to someone who is genuinely trying to help.

More and more I’m getting to a comfortable place where I do not feel the need to explain away all my actions, or seek the approval or acceptance of every friend and acquaintance.

I say, own up to your mistakes, apologise when you can and after you’ve done all that, make peace with situations and focus on growing.

People form opinions really quickly, and its rare to change them. The only change you can really make is on yourself by trying to be better.

Unbothered or Cautious?

In the usually city rush hour haste to go home after a day’s work, I bumped into a lady I initially thought was drunk. It only took a minute to notice the limp in her walk and her bruised eye, her lips quivered as she cried with head timidly bowed down like one clearly battered by abuse.

In the midst of the rush hour crowd, some looked at her in curious stare, others intentionally looked away but not one person said a word. No hand of concern on her shoulder.

This got me thinking unbothered or cautious? Are we too selfish and focused on our own problems to see the pain in other people’s eyes? Or maybe we look away not to inflict more embarrassment? Or has the coldness of the world today taught us to apply caution before we lend a helping hand or even show people their pains are not invisible?