Why do you do what you do?

Last year my beloved aunt was a guest pastor and this was the title of her sermon. Sadly I don’t recall much of the talk itself, but at times I still pause to reflect on its message. Why is it that we do the things we do? How often do we take the time to consider the impact we make, the mark we leave, or the path we create?


I run to free my mind and strengthen my body; this in turn nourishes my soul. It’s really difficult to focus on breathing, good running form, watching out for traffic, not tripping over something, and your problems all at the same time so something’s gotta give! It won’t make the burdens any lighter, but helps give the mind a break and put a little perspective on things.

I volunteer to help when somebody with a need asks for help. My talents, however small, and willingness to pitch in make a difference to those who seek assistance. It’s not always dirty work, even though I would prefer to wash dishes than get yet another onion cutting lesson for the homeless meal events! It’s through these experiences I’ve met some pretty great people working towards some even better causes. And sometimes there are even hidden rewards like a t-shirt, a store discount or my personal favorite, the free lunch. The small words of gratitude are more than plentiful payment for my time.

I teach to pass along my knowledge, which is even more valuable when shared. Watching the light bulb go off is the most rewarding part; I just wish I could see that happen more often. I don’t know everything, but I know a few things worth passing along and I often learn more in the process. My Grandpa J never stopped learning and delighted in the lessons to be found in everyday experiences and was never shy about sharing them!

I reach out to help those I care about not out of obligation or expectation of return, but to help soothe a hurt or need the best way that I can. This has been returned to me in unquantifiable amounts in my own times of hardship. Don’t let the fear of not knowing what to say keep you from saying anything at all; most times it just helps to know that somebody cares and is willing to listen.

I aim to inspire because it gives right back to me, lifting my spirits to watch the progress of a friend. Hearing stories of accomplishment is so incredibly rewarding, which is one of the reasons why I write this blog to continue encouraging others to reach towards the limits of their comfort zones.

Why do you do what you do?