Every Job Matters
Not all jobs carry the same glory in the eyes of men. It is only how we perform our job that matters.
A little boy wrote a kind note to his trash-truck driver; apparently the little boy waves to him from his balcony each time the driver makes his rounds to his home. The contents of the note were dictated to the child’s mother who wrote:
Dear Mr. Trashman,
I really like you, you make me happy every time I see you. I like when you smile and wave at me. You are so nice. My mama and dada tell me that you do your job with excellence, and I like that. I’ve seen you at the park and I think you might like taking a break there sometimes and walking around, so I got you a gift-card to use for shoes or anything else you want. I hope you have a great Christmas.
“If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as a Michaelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, ‘Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.”
~Martin Luther King Jr.