Thursday's Thrust

Well, Thursday's thrust, of course, was folding shoeboxes.  We had our trusty ten volunteers during the day and made slow but steady progress.

After a few nights of four hours of sleep I was on the edge this morning and took a Jericho prayer walk around the building twice with my trusted friend.  By early afternoon I was kind of over the edge.  We needed to go home anyway to pick up two more carloads of the larger stuffed animals in the attic so Jim and I sneaked away.  I dozed in the recliner for longer than I should have but woke up refreshed enough to venture into the attic that had to be 100 degrees to haul 25 bags of stuffed animals out, toss them down to Jim, then load them in the vehicles.

We were amazed this evening to have over 50 volunteers, including several small groups, come to help us fold boxes.  What an encouragement!

It was crazy just trying to keep everyone stocked with labeled boxes and find places to put all of them after they were folded.

We now have boxes stacked several rows deep on every wall we could find.  We ended the night with an unprecedented 17,617 boxes folded.  That's probably the last time we'll have a count since we start packing with two Christian schools tomorrow and we'll likely be folding more boxes and packing them all at the same time.  

Another load of stuffed animals is in the washer and I need to get them dried, get a regular load of laundry in, and get the sheets on the bed so my daughter who is coming home for the packing party will have a place to sleep.

Get ready, Friday, 'cause we're coming!