Our Folded Hands

Women helping Women. Reaching out to the Sister who still suffers. Helping each other through the Good times and the Difficult times. To get to the SOBER way of life, One Day at a Time.

Promise of a new Day

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SERVICE: A beautiful word fallen upon bad days.
—Claude McKay—
Silver service; military service; tennis service; evening service. The word has so many different connotations that we lose the thread that connects them; something done for another. Whether it’s our profession or our gift, service is our offering of skill or care to a fellow being. We now have the term self-seryice, which mostly connotes convenience in shopping. Do we ever truly serve ourselves, in the sense of offering our best to our own benefit? A high quality of self-service is an important part of self-esteem. By taking time for ourselves, treating ourselves gently, we demonstrate our belief that we deserve love. Quality self-service doesn’t only mean caring for our bodies, although that’s important. It also means forgiving ourselves, letting mistakes remain in the past, and nourishing our spirits with good thoughts, good words, good deeds. If we’re to earn tranquility and joy in life, surely we can learn to serve ourselves with kindness. Today will abound with opportunities to serve myself and others. I’ll be open to them.