Last week in church, a man spoke about the service given during the two months following the horrendous flooding that struck our town and others. As he spoke, I was touched by the pictures he painted of people working together to help others, often people they didn't know.
One story concerned a group of young adults, ages 18 - 30, who helped a widow muck out her mud-filled house and barn. He desccribed in poignant detail these young people showing up night after night to rip out ruined carpet, pull out linoleum in the house and move hay, bale by bale, from the barn.
There was no monetary reward for this group of valiant servants, only the satisfaction of helping someone in need.
So, for today, I am grateful for this example of service and compassion.