Excellent point T-Bugs. I loved myself enough to start working when I was 12 years old. I loved myself enough to continue my education while working full time.
I loved my child enough to make sure she got a job at 15. I loved my daughter enough to see to it that she finished her college education, all the while working 30+ hours a week to pay part of her expenses. She also joined my wife and me working with the needy in our community, oh and by the way, she was all of 6 years old when she began working in the food pantry.
Seems like work has always been part of our lives, whether paid or unpaid. I can't imagine a more important way to show love for others than to prepare them to care for themselves.
There is no such thing as undigified work, no job too menial to be taken to support oneself. To love your neighbor as yourself does not mean to give someone what they should be earning for themself. It does not mean doing something for someone that they should be doing for themself.
To love ones neighbor means to enable them to do for themselves, they'll feel better about it and I will too.