This past weekend Mr.OverKill took Bubba and Little Man on a fishing trip for Bubba’s birthday. They also took Coot and Coot’s Dad. While they were gone, the girl’s and I drove Mr. OverKill’s truck. He claims the truck has leprosy, but I think it just needs a new paint job.
Anywho, the girl’s and I finished up wrapping the last few empty shoeboxes we had on hand, and loaded them up to take to church. I couldn’t resist taking a quick pic.
The kiddos have been pretty excited about packing shoeboxes and helping out with the collection. Hope they feel that way at the end of next week!!!
If you haven’t packed your shoebox yet, there is still time!!! YOU can help inspire this kind of excitement and joy!
Think about it this way, every box is a soul that will be presented with the gospel. I told my kiddos, wouldn’t it be neat, if when we get to heaven, someone comes up to us and says “I am here, because you packed a shoebox.” One day we may get to meet the child we pack a box for. So, pack a box, and pray for that child to come to know the Lord!