In the later years of life many people question whether they have made a difference in their small world, some contribution that will cause them to be recognized for the selfless, humanitarian endeavor that cost them a day’s pay or perhaps remembered for the sincerely, comforting words spoken during a difficult time. Maybe they should be like those sports celebrities that donate enough money for a hospital to open a new wing dedicated in their name of course. Or some politician that has a library built, as long as their name is on the door, with a picture in the hall as well. While these donations are indeed charitable and will help many people, should we use these acts as a true measure of our worth? Well, money like gold is a precious commodity and when we give it away it is an act of self-sacrifice. But how much of a sacrifice is it if you have more than you can ever spend? Not to mention tax deductible!
May I direct your attention to another commodity, even more precious than money, although it has been said to be its equivalent? It evens the playing field because no one can ever have enough of it. You can spend this commodity, but not like money and unlike money, its quality is worth more than its quantity. Some say it can heal all wounds and from the minute we are born we all have it, some more, some less. Indeed, that commodity is called time and you cannot put a price on it! Why you ask? Because it’s content is made of so much more than dollars and cents. This type of time has a brain, a heart, and a soul that cares and breathes to live and even to love. When one person voluntarily gives their time to benefit another they are actually giving a piece of their own life. It has been said that there is no greater love than to give your life for a friend. Rest assured then how much more cherished your time becomes.
Here at READ/OC many volunteer a portion of their own life teaching others to read. Can you imagine even for a moment not being able to know what a street sign says or the name of the local donut shop? Then, can you imagine someone has shared his or her ability to read with you and now, suddenly you can read? See how the doors of a brave new world open as you shed the shackles of illiteracy, ready to meet life on your own terms! This type of joy has no equal; it is like no other, except of course, the joy of one who has shared in it with you. This profound joy is also responsible for the heartfelt pride that becomes the lifeblood of our volunteers, because once you witness the learner, transfigured to the learned, you instinctively know the Universe is now a better place.

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