A Group Effort
Last weekend, in the rain, we had a yard sale to raise money to pay for My Dear's upcoming mission trip to Hait*. I mentioned the sale to the kids and asked them to go through their belongings and find donations. Dolly was on it! This is the child that wants to keep everything but for this cause she was ready. She even priced her own items. Amazing enough, they sold for the price she put on them!
Billy gathered several little cars and we decided they would be perfect for My Dear's suitcase and small enough to fit in his pockets to give to the Hait*an Children.
When My Dear began to make plans for the trip, Billy gave him a bank. My Dear would drop his change in it at the end of each day. B. saw the pattern and would find coins to add to the bank. On one occassion Billy asked to purchase something. When I asked how much money he had, he said he did not have any because B. was taking it from his room and putting it in daddy's bank. After he mentioned it, I realized my my wallet had been clean of coins!
The children have counted and rolled the coins for their daddy and have called him at work to annouce the total. Sending daddy has become a group effort, even Little B. has done her part!
Last week, I walked past the bank to see B.'s most recent donation. The girl has a heart for missions already! Too bad her sister's play money is not accepted by our local bank.
Billy gathered several little cars and we decided they would be perfect for My Dear's suitcase and small enough to fit in his pockets to give to the Hait*an Children.
When My Dear began to make plans for the trip, Billy gave him a bank. My Dear would drop his change in it at the end of each day. B. saw the pattern and would find coins to add to the bank. On one occassion Billy asked to purchase something. When I asked how much money he had, he said he did not have any because B. was taking it from his room and putting it in daddy's bank. After he mentioned it, I realized my my wallet had been clean of coins!
The children have counted and rolled the coins for their daddy and have called him at work to annouce the total. Sending daddy has become a group effort, even Little B. has done her part!
Last week, I walked past the bank to see B.'s most recent donation. The girl has a heart for missions already! Too bad her sister's play money is not accepted by our local bank.
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