Is service addicting?
Now I don't post this to show that we are good. We are not. We are selfish creatures, who decided to give back one day. It started with a simple baby quilt.
We found that as we spent our time thinking about the people we were serving, we recognized the luxurious lifestyle that we are blessed with and we started another quilt. The closing scenes of Shindler's List, flooded my mind as he lamented over the property he kept and the lives he could have saved. In reflecting on our lives I clearly need to make greater changes.
One day the babies asked, "What are you guys doing?"
We explained to them that there were people, specifically children and little boys in the world who didn't have quilts to keep them warm. The shock on their faces was sweet.
"We got lots of quilts. How come they don't got quilts?" was their response.
They wanted to help and offered their Thomas fabric for a quilt (I can't remember where the Thomas fabric came from). They played under the quilting frames offering support and instruction to make sure we were doing a good job.
"The Savior taught His disciples, 'For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: but whosoever will lose his life for my sake, the same shall save it' (Luke 9:24).
"I believe the Savior is telling us that unless we lose ourselves in service to others, there is little purpose to our own lives. Those who live only for themselves eventually shrivel up and figuratively lose their lives, while those who lose themselves in service to others grow and flourish—and in effect save their lives." Thomas S. Monson, "What Have I Done for Someone Today?" Ensign, Nov. 2009,