Originally broadcast on CHED radio - Date unknown

I would like you to meet a woman I know very well. She is no longer young… her hair is gray… her face is lined… her hands give evidence of the thousands of washes she's run through… of the thousands of floors she scrubbed. Her back gives her a little trouble come in the cold weather, and her step has lost its spring. She's raised six children in all… lost one son during the war… and every year… sometimes twice a year her boys and girls come home with their families to see grandma and for the brief span of a few hours, she plays the role of mother again. Perhaps you'd expect her to sit back now and reap the rich reward of the retired… taking life easy… enjoying the leisure she's so richly deserves. But no… this she does not do… for she is a busy woman. You see, she's on four committees… she works for her church… her community… the united appeal… she devotes her time to the blind… the physically handicapped… those who have been given an unfair shake by fate… and there is no job she will not undertake… no hours she will not put in for the good cause… no personal sacrifice too great to make for her fellow man. She is ever present when there is a concert to stage for the elderly… when there are skates to be found for the children at the orphanage… when there are funds to be raised to help a burnt out family which she will never meet… when a blind man has to be taken for a walk in the winter sunshine… when there is a bent a little limb that must be exercised… when there is a shaken faith to be renewed… when there is a legless veteran who needs the bitterness talked away. And what does she get in reward… well… only God can search her heart and answer that one. My friends… I meet this magical, marvelous woman 50 times a week in my profession, and after I have talked to her, after her great devotion… warmth and genuine enthusiasm… her understanding and gentle goodness has filled my office and brushed aside all things that are not as real and abiding as the things she believes in and stands for. I think God must love her so very much and must surely be saving a special place in heaven for the little gray haired lady who is, "a member of the committee”.