My feelings would change depending on the circumstances surrounding the help I am giving. Helping someone to move furniture from one house to another raises gratitude that it's not me doing the moving (!!) as well as gratitude that I have a home and that I'm physically healthy and able to help my friend with this thankless job.
Helping someone find a destination when they are lost makes me feel useful and it is fulfilling to be able to help another along their way.
Helping someone get through a hard time in their life can be humbling, as well as calling forth empathy and sympathy.
Empathy is a strong emotion if the giver has actually experienced what the less fortunate do. For instance, if a family themselves have suffered the devastation and loss that accompanies tornadoes, the empathize with tornado victims.
Sympathy for the struggle of others is certainly what motivates many to be altruistic.
Gratitude that one has the means to help others often enters into the acts of kindness towards others.
I always feel appreciative of what I have or enjoy. If I am helping a colleague, I appreciated those that helped me be the teacher I am so I can help others. I appreciate my education which makes me a strong enough teacher to help others. If I help with financial assistance, I appreciate that I have enough resources to meet my needs and enough extra to help others.
I feel compassion when I help others. I have sympathy for those who are less fortunate. I grew up less fortunate so I can relate. I will always remember those who helped me.
I also feel thankful while helping others. I am thankful that I can help those who need help.
Lastly, I feel blessed, as mentioned above, when I help others. I am blessed in so many ways. I owe it all to my faith in a supernatural God. I believe we are blessed so that we can help others.
Grateful: when you help others it makes you see what you have and makes you more thankful for it
Happy: there is so much joy in giving and in watching the results of giving
Humbled: the world is such a big place with so many needs that my little acts of kindness and frankly my whole life seems so small
I feel a little more conflicted about helping others. I hope that I am helping them for their own sake. However, I worry that I am truly helping others because I hope to get some benefit. I worry that I am helping them so they will think I am nice or so other people observing will think I am nice. So I'll contribute one word here and that is "conflicted."
The three words I would choose are emotional, blessed, and joyful. I always feel happy when I help someone else, and at the same time I am reminded about all the blessings I have. It makes me tend to forget about my problems, by helping someone through theirs.
these are my reasons to help others; i may or may not feel some of them after i help
to feel precious: because the 'help' itself is valuable
to feel necessary: because act of 'helping' makes me useful
to feel lovable: some people care to much about what people feel about her/him
to feel forgivable: if i need to be forgiven for what i've done bad. (in spiritual meaning)
blessed, joyful and Happy ^_^
I love helping others, especially in Enotes (^_*)
If I am helping someone, I feel in sequence:
1. Grateful to God for giving me the oppertunity
2. Blessed, because I performed my duty to God's created lifeform
3. Joyful, I am soon rewarded by my God, reafirming that God liked it
To quote an event, I was at an Islamabad Airport (Pakistan) to receive my wife in 1981, who was travelling with our newborn son to a distant industrial estate for the first time. However, I was too late and my wife had left the airport through public transport. Mobiles were not yet available here. I went to the telephone booth to enquire about my wife from her parents whether she had left or not. There I found an Iraqi man who did not know any language other than Arabic and could not communicate the number to the operator. I helped him do that. Later on reaching home, I found out that while I was helping the Iraqi, someone helped my wife for reaching home as it involved changing the bus and it would have difficult for her with the newborn to manage that.
Small things but assuring you that God is there and He is looking after you.