The Food Bank: A Life Lesson
Over the weekend, my husband mentioned that our church was "up" for serving with our local food bank. We were to help "Fresh Express" distribute fresh items like fruit, veggies, dairy products, eggs, etc. If it were just me, I'd jump at the chance to join my husband. However, I knew I'd have the three kids with me and I had this to consider. Would they be helpful, or would they be in the way? Would they follow instructions, or would they complain that they had to be there? Taking the gamble, I made arrangements to meet my hubby at the distribution center with our brood. Thankfully, the location was a church that had an outdoor playground. Score! While we unboxed and laid out the groceries, the kids played joyfully at the playground with some of the kids who were there to pick up food. They had a grand time ( so far, so good ). When it was time to begin distribution, my husband went and retrieved the kids....