An article came across my desk back in 2001. It offered a few examples
of volunteering. The stories may well point to something deeper.
James is 13 years old. He lives in New York City. His family has gone
through hard times. His father lost his job as a butcher when the owner of the
shop suddenly died. They were evicted from their apartment. His parents split
up, and James and his brother have lived with their mother in two different
shelters.
Nevertheless, James is one of the lucky ones. He has a friend, a
mentor, who has been with him for six years now.
Her name is Sara Mosle, who describes herself as a
"volunteer." She taught in the New York City public schools for three
years and since then has volunteered as a mentor to some of her former
students. At times, the group has been as large as 12 kids. A few were Dominicans,
the rest were black. She is 36, and white.
She has introduced these youngsters to words and experiences like
chopsticks, Avery Fisher Hall, the Staten Island Ferry, Mexican food and Duke
Ellington.
She is the kind of person the federal government has in mind when it
urges the private sector to assume some of the traditional services of the
state. Sara knows the political lingo, such as "A thousand points of
light," "charitable choice" and "compassionate
conservatism." She understands Colin Powell's powerful endorsement of
volunteerism. Therefore, when the government called, Sara answered.
These two stories are not just a matter of volunteering because one
feels guilty if one does not. They recognize that for many people, that for
which they volunteer comes out of a sense of calling. The people with whom we
have interacted, the circumstances of life that have challenged us, the need
that we have sensed in the world, become the occasion to hear a calling. In that
sense, it was not just a matter of listening to what is “inside” us. Rather, we
need to listen to what is “outside” us.
Time is finite for all of us. Listening to such a call and responding
with Yes builds the virtues to which we would like people to testify at our
funeral, in the manner that David Brooks (The
Road to Character, 2015) writes. These virtues point the way to deep
satisfaction of having lived our lives.
Maybe, instead of wondering what will make us happy,
we need to ponder a different question. Are we responding to a summons?
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