|Anne left daily fun projects for our children while she was gone. Will is excited about|
his latchhook project.
When the portion of the service started for the children’s missionary offering to begin, our kids looked at me blankly, and I could see in their expressions, they were wondering where their offering money was. I shook my shoulders and apologized and told them that I forgot. Will then sadly looked at me and asked if he could go up front and help the little kids put their offering into the piggy banks. I told him he could do so, and before I could get Abby to stay, she dutifully tagged along with Will. There are times when challenging moments come into play in life, and this was going to be one of those instances. Instead of Will going to the front of the church to help the little kids, he starting asking members of the congregation if they would like to donate money to the missionary offering. It was during this time that I saw Abby dutifully standing by Will as his support in his new quest. She did not know what Will was doing, but she was bound to help regardless.
Meanwhile, in the back, I was the dad trying desperately to flag his son down, that is, when I noticed what he was doing. Afterwards in what seemed like an eternity, I got his attention and he came back to the pew, confused as to why he was being recalled. Half smiling, and half embarrassed, I whispered to him that it was not appropriate to raise an offering that way. He looked a little confused, so I went on to say to Will that people have to give because they desire to do so, not because someone asks them individually to make an offering. He then began to understand what I was telling him. After a few moments my heart began to calm down, and I then patted Will gently on the shoulder, letting him know that I loved him very much. I marvel in how kids always find a way to surprise one, especially when you least expect it.
Later, in talking to a friend in the church about the situation that had transpired with Will, I observed her thoughtfully look over where he had been sitting, and she paused in her thought, and then smiled at me. She then resumed in the conversation with what appeared to be her thinking out loud, “I wonder what kind of man he will turn out to be?” This very kind lady really has a soft spot in her heart for Will, so I took her comments to be that of a positive nature. Her words have since made me think of Will’s future as well.
|Evening view from our deck. Missing Anne as I took|
time out to relax after the kids were in bed.