People who call me for help are a gift in my life. They challenge me to get out of my natural leaning toward selfishness and self-focus. They might say, "Oh Father, I am sorry to bother you, but..." and then they make their plea. I might initially feel perturbed, having been disturbed from my plans for the day. But I need not pay attention to the first thought or emotion I have. Whenever I respond positively to the request, I am always the beneficiary. I am taken out of myself. It is hard for me to get into mischief when I am helping another person. My help may be paltry, and mediocre for them, but I can only do my best, or at least better than a refusal to be of assistance. Plus, there are times when I think I am of no use in my response, but people come back later and say how helpful I was. I guess this is God's way of keeping me from getting a fat head or big ego. So when someone asks your help or advice, see them as a gift, not a burden. It could be God's way of keeping you out of mischief.