A Servant's Heart

Everywhere we turn, leaders and visionaries can be found. They are the folks in the limelight; informing us, guiding us, leading us. They hold elected office. They can be found on television, the radio and in the pulpits. They are generally good people, doing generally good things, but the people we see and hear are only the tip of the iceberg in any organization. They may have the vision, or be the voice. However, what makes a government, a company, or any other type of organization run is the myriad of support people who go mostly unseen. These are the unsung heros who make everything run smoothly, shuffling the mountains of paper and phone calls and whatever else it takes to keep things going and expanding. We need leaders and dreamers, but we must never forget the importance of the tireless folks who labor behind the scenes, day in and day out. They are the real heros of life. Take a look around you today and make an effort to show some extra appreciation to those who truly have the heart of a servant.

A Servant's Heart
There is never a shortage of eager men
At the podium to lead
Who wish to impose what they believe
On whomever will take heed
There are always plenty of other folks
Who are willing to join the fight
As long as the hours and the pay
And the benefits are right
There is never a shortage of volunteers
Who will flock to the cause du jour
Who burn like comets, for a time
Yet, lose interest and rarely endure
But greatest among the throng of mankind
Is none of the above
For none can hold a candle to
A servant, driven by love
Each of the others may do some good
In fact, he may do quite a bit
But when their agenda is no longer served
The are quick to jump from the ship
The servant, on the other hand
Is motivated differently
He has no agenda up his sleeve
So he proves more trustworthy
He is the building block upon which
Anything lasting must rest
For only the servant will remain
When the bonds of commitment are pressed
Without a host of worker ants
There can never be a queen
And the iceberg's tip must rest upon
So much which goes unseen
It is the humble servant
Who makes any leader great
Who's loyalty, unwavering
Is not subject to debate
His calling and his service
Are likely nobler by far
Than those of the one who gets the credit
For his labors ever are
Mighty men will climb the mountains
While others tame the raging sea
A host of leaders will rise up
To shape the course of history
While the real heros of this world
Receive no credit for their part
But they will not be forgotten
For God loves a servant's heart
                 By Frank Carpenter ©