Serve

Have we forgotten what it is to serve?
To wait on another, to give of ourselves,
And reap wash comes in the gift of thanks.
In the gifts of making a difference to someone
Other than ourselves and watch joy unfold.
Serving is surrender, not blindly, but for
The good of a whole, to make someone's
Day brighter and lighter from burden.
To stand together and sing, cry, laugh,
And break bread by inviting to the table.
To wash one another's feet and not find
The fault of the dirt and grime or smell.
Do you know what it is to serve completely?