Volunteerism seems very alive these days. In the forefront are mothers who leave their children almost every Saturday to help the less fortunate brothers and sisters - usually typhoon victims whose pleas for help go to deaf ears. Then there are single ladies who go with these mothers and use their own money to pay their meals after distributing the relief goods but they go home with smiles on their faces because they have helped especially those they have never met all their lives. But then . . .

There are days when other so-called volunteers join them and instead of lightening the load of hands needed to fill up the gap, these so0called volunteers come with "airs" with such feeling that they make the people around them feel inferior or furious why they have to come at all. So some volunteers, in the hope of maintaining sanity shout: "Why in the world am I doing volunteer work?"

This piece is written then to ventilate this side of volunteer work that has to be accepted with patience and faith that the ones concerned will wake up in time and realize that life is short and anyone can become the volunteer or the victim anytime soon. God forbid!

Let us join hands then in praying over these misguided "messiahs" and with God's timely intervention, the good will triumph as always!


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