Funny thing: I notice that I always have room for dessert.

I may not even bear to smell the aroma, let alone take another bite, of my favorite dish, yet when the dinner plate is replaced with the dessert plate, I am be able to tolerate many more bites.

Wakefulness presents a similar situation. I can be so sleepy that I can barely stand, yet if the phone rings with someone in desperate need, instantly, I am wide awake, alert and able to provide assistance.

We’ve heard of individuals who show super strength to overturn vehicles, if needed, to rescue a child. Sometimes our human limitations are overcome when presented with new information.

The question is: whose needs are the “desserts” of my day that I succeed in fitting onto my plate? Are they my own or others’?

Furthermore, when I help one of God’s children, do I act as if doing so is a double helping of spinach or an aromatic apple pie?

When I eagerly do God’s will, I get my childhood wish to have my dessert first. I know that joyfully serving others pleases the Lord. No matter how full my life is, when I am enthusiastic about following where God leads, there is always room for more.