Big Guy just returned from his first full day of Mission NOW. He is attending with my nephew and his church's youth group. It is a full week of mission projects at the Good Samaritan. When I say it is a full week, I mean a full week. From 8:30 in the morning until 4:30 in the afternoon.
Last night he was a little anxious about the unknown of the week, but I told him that I thought this week was going to be awesome. Volunteering is like nothing else. There is no other feeling like doing for someone else. I have been volunteering since junior high: candy striper at the hospital, mission trips with church, PTO at the boy's school, church projects, etc... I am addicted to volunteering. I could tell he really wasn't quite convinced.
I wish you could have seen his face when he came home tonight. He just GLOWED! He told every detail of the work he had done. His morning was spent sorting clothes and hanging them up. He said the director was really strict and if you didn't do it right she made you do it all over again. After lunch the lady presented them with bushels and bushels of peas which had to be shelled -- by hand. Big Guy said that was his favorite! That cracked me up. Who knew my Guy was a country boy at heart?
He is already excited about going back tomorrow. They are packing Senior Boxes and delivering them to the homes of seniors who need them.
So excited seeing my Big Guy catch the volunteering bug! I hope Little Guys catches it too.