Yesterday I traveled about 80 miles south to Jim Urban's church for a packing party. What a joy it was to see those boxes filling up and be there when they passed their goal and filled the truck with 7,264 boxes for Operation Christmas Child.
This evening brought another packing party--this time for the Kidz Praisz children's musical group at Grace Church. I planned to arrive at the church at 5:30 but when I saw the light fading already at 4:45 I got nervous and left early.
We have no light in our storage container and even though I'd moved most of the items we'd need to the front of the container this morning I was still concerned about unloading in the dark.
God sent just the right number of volunteers and the six of us were a great team as we folded boxes and arranged the cartons of items on the gym floor.
At about 7:00 the children burst into the gym, fresh from their rehearsal and ready for action. I didn't even get an exact count of our packing contingent, but I think there were about 35 or 40 of them (or maybe it just seemed like that many.)
It made me smile to see them so excited about choosing items for their boxes, and I was glad we'd decided to leave the cartons on the floor. The kids loved crawling around and pawing through all the choices.
We had a hard time keeping up with labeling all their boxes and had to do some rearranging to get some of the lids to close, but in less than 45 minutes they'd packed 200 boxes to bless children in the name of Jesus.
We prayed before we packed their boxes, and I encouraged them to keep praying for the children who will open these boxes some months from now.
There will be nothing pint-sized about the love these boxes hold.
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