Mammaw Ruth lived her life serving others.
Going to her house as a kid meant there was always something to eat. And if there wasn’t, she would start cooking. I never hinted at needing anything that she didn’t try to take care of. You had to be careful what you mentioned. She considered it a request.
And if I was sick, oh boy. Apparently a cold also affected my ability to get my own drink. She treated me like lifting a finger might set my recovery back considerably.
But when Mammaw got sick, that was a different story. She was fine. She could get it herself. All that excellent advice about resting apparently came with a family exemption. Just for her.
I understand her better now. I like being useful. Being fussed over is another matter. It’s a little uncomfortable recognizing her stubbornness in myself after finding it so amusing in her.
Galatians 6:2 tells us to “carry each other’s burdens.”
I tend to read that and volunteer for the carrying. The “each other” part complicates my arrangement a little.
Because the people offering to help deserve the same chance we’ve had. They get to bring the food, carry the weight, and feel useful too. We can be so determined not to be a burden that we forget we never considered them one.
Mammaw taught us how to take care of people. We just wanted a turn.
Share this with someone who takes care of everybody and has a little trouble letting anybody return the favor.
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By Nathan Clark
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