Our Boxes Get Into Boxes

Six of us from our church delivered our 646 Christmas shoe boxes this morning. Since I had both of my vans loaded, I had to enlist my daughter Karen to drive one of my vehicles. At one point, she was the "mole", burrowing into the bowels of the van to pass the boxes on to the next person.

There was a lot of help at a neighboring church to help unload, but with only 3 wagons holding 15 boxes apiece, it took a while to get them all into the church.

4 of our group are in the center of the picture. I got a little worried when they wanted to pray over the boxes. The guy who prayed MUST have been a minister, because the prayer almost turned into a sermon.

The boxes are on their way. YAY!