Sometimes Words Just Aren’t Enough
We have tried many times over the years to teach our children about service and love. We’ve reminded them of their blessings while we dig through cupboards full of food, trying to decide what to make for dinner that night. We’ve watched documentaries and read articles and shared pictures, telling them of the struggles so many face to survive. Our children are young with sensitive hearts and while the stories impacted them, it just wasn’t quite enough.
This weekend our prayers were answered at a community meal packing event with Harvest Pack. We got a babysitter for the infant and then got to work with our 8, 6, and 4 year old! In assembly line fashion, we worked with hundreds of volunteers to pack meals for hungry children. The love and energy in the room was tangible! We all took turns scooping, weighing, sealing and packing food into boxes. We even pulled up a chair for our four-year-old daughter to stand on so she could work in the assembly line.
My heart was bursting watching my eight-year-old son, Tofer, working as fast and efficiently as he could for hours. The happiness beamed from his face when he said he couldn’t wait to tell all of his friends at school about the event. Every time 1,000 meals were packed someone would bang on the gong at the front and the room would erupt into cheers.
By the end of the day over 900 people had come to pack 217,000 meals for hungry children! And during the morning shift, Harvest Pack surpassed 5 million meals in five years! It was such an honor to come together with members of the community to serve and love our fellow men. And best of all, my children were able to taste the beautiful fruit of service. They felt it, they loved it, and they are excited for more. We can’t wait for the next event.
“Inasmuch as ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.”