We enjoy serving together as a family. Homeschooling lets us do it frequently.
The text came in the morning, not much after 9am. I had just returned from the gym.
A cry for help came from the Executive Director of the homeless ministry we volunteer for. They had their regular Wednesday night Feed to prepare for, as well as a benefit at the local Civic Theater that we were already planning on assisting with.
She was in the kitchen alone, trying to put together food for both events. Crazy! All of the regular kitchen prep helpers cancelled at the last minute and she was the most stressed out that I’ve ever seen her. She wasn’t handling it very well, but God was in control.
I asked the boys if they minded putting away the books to go help out Blessings Under the Bridge. “Sure! Yes!! No more math!” Ha ha! As if I thought it would really be a hardship, right?
We threw together our nice clothes (because we had already committed to helping out with set up and everything at the theater), hung them all in my van and piled ourselves in.
This is reason #1582 why I love homeschooling: We can drop what we’re doing and grab opportunities to serve when they come up!
Do I feel like my kids slacked off on schoolwork yesterday? Oh my goodness NO!
These boys—my most amazing boys—Really brought their A-Games yesterday. They carried and hauled and stacked boxes and packed vans. They made 250 sandwiches and packaged them up along with other food and treats, to send out with the guys who were running the Feed.
They did everything that every adult asked them to, without arguing, questioning, or complaining. They were simply fantastic. They worked for 10.5 hours yesterday without complaint.
I spent the entire day in the kitchen, in a trial-by-fire as I learned the fine art of juggling different menu items, from meatballs and teriaki to baking tempura battered green beans and zucchini. Trays and trays and trays of it. Hoeur d’erves for 500 people.
We dressed in a hurry, brought everything down to the theater, and assisted in serving the crowds of theater goers as they worked through the buffet line and bid on auction items.
It was a good night. D1 and my husband also met a homeless young man right outside of the theater (ironic?) and I “caught” D1 bringing him plates of food and a soda to sip because he said he hadn’t eaten that day. Eventually he was invited inside and he ate some more in the theater lobby.
We capped off the night with a fantastic showing of The Fiddler on the Roof, so my boys have been “cultured” now and I can count it as Art Appreciation. Check that box. It was a wonderful show though, and my gamer boys thoroughly enjoyed it!
This is why we homeschool. It isn’t to shield our kids from life and reality or to overprotect them. It is to give them opportunities that other kids simply don’t get, to see a need and fill it (my favorite line from the movie Robots: “See a need, fill a need”). Help a friend in need, serve a ministry in need, feed a person in need.