Race for the Cure
My mom was diagnosed with breast cancer a few months ago and we wanted to show her support any way we could. So for May’s Service Saturday we did Race for the Cure as a whole family. {read more}
Family Service
We took our April Service Saturday on the road to Lander, Wyoming where my little ol’ granny lives. She fell a month ago and broke her wrist, hurt her rotator cuff and strained her groin. {read more}
Feeling Blue
Do you have a friend, neighbor or family member that is going through a difficult time? Here is a gift idea and a free printable tag to boot. {read more}
Visiting
Today is my hubby’s birthday so he deserves a birthday compliment: I love my husband because he visits people. And not because he has too, but because he actually wants to. He is a thoughtful man. {read more}
Drawing for Dru
Chad was out of town for a couple of weekends in January and I couldn’t face rounding up the 4 kids by myself to go do a big service project. Plus I felt like my house was its own service project. So we opted for a different kind of Service Saturday in January. {read more}
Think Outside the Moving Box
We had a different kind of Service Saturday in December. Instead of giving service to another family, we received the service. We moved up the street last week and we had so much help. Besides the several men, women, teenagers and children that showed up to help move boxes and furniture, there were many others acts of service: {read more}
Keeping Christ in Christmas
We started a new Christmas tradition last year that helps us remember to keep Christ in Christmas. {read more}
The Revival of Service Saturdays
Do you remember Service Saturdays? You know where my family and I go serve one Saturday a month so that my kids don’t turn into snotty, entitled rich kids. Well, we lost our groove for a few months there over the summer, but we are now back on track. Service Saturdays have been revived. {read more}
That Family
We were that family at Philmont Scout Camp. You know the one with the kid throwing a tantrum at every turn. The one every one feels sorry for because the mom looks frazzled with too many kids. The one whose dirty kid is wandering around unsupervised. We were that family. {read more}
Service Rocks!
This was the first Service Saturday where my kids kind of rebelled at first. They weren’t happy to be there and they were slow and whiny. It was like we were Service newleyweds and the honeymoon just got over. {read more}
When I was 15, I attended a church activity where parents were asked to bring an item that represented their daughters. All the other parents brought flowers- roses, daisies,and tulips- for their beautiful, delicate daughters. Not my mom, she brought a LEMON- yes, a lemon- to represent me. Was she calling me a piece of junk? Was I sour? I was mortified and just wanted to be a flower like every other girl. Then she read the letter she wrote explaining her lemon choice. She noted that the lemon stands out amongst all the fruit because it is the brightest. The lemon cleans, and preserves, and takes away foul odors. Plus it makes a refreshing drink and yummy desserts. By the end of the letter, I wasn’t sure if I was more proud of my mom- for being thoughtful- or me- for being a lemon. Now I am raising my own kids with the hope that they will be lemons too. {read full letter}
