Virtue Is Its Own Reward
Last updated 9/14/2020 at 3:35pm
You can tell a lot about a man’s character by the way he approaches a moral concept that is foreign to him. Take, for example, the concept of service. If that man is visiting, let’s say, Arlington National Cemetery and remarks “I don’t get it. What was in it for them?” he is implying that doing something which is altruistic is beyond his understanding.
If this man, when referring to an American cemetery in France, labels the soldiers who lie there under plain white crosses “losers and suckers,” we are provided with further evidence that to him the idea of service is ludicrous.
You have to conclude that this is the kind of man who does things purely for selfish reasons, who focuses exclusively on his own personal gain, who is self-serving, out for Number One.
My mother volunteered for the Red Cross during the Vietnam War. I remember as a kid hearing her on the phone trying to get a serviceman home whose father was gravely ill. She did this work in addition to raising four daughters and running a household to be helpful to her community. There was no personal gain for my mother except a deep sense of satisfaction to be of service to others.
Virtue is its own reward.