what can I tell you about Service Boot Camp?
It's 28 days of serving others.
It'll have you up out of bed and down on your knees
at the crack of dawn each morning,
and working your tail off each day to help someone other than yourself.
And frankly, new recruits,
it's got me shakin' in my boots!!
Well, putting others first is hard work.
And I'm not as good at it as I want to be.
And seeing as I am from a long line of people who
have "honorably served"...
I decided it was my time to enlist.
And let me clarify one point, Platoon-mates.
Unlike other recent Tours of Duty my family and I have been on,
this Boot Camp is not for my children.
They will serve right along with me, this is true.
But really, I'm the one who needs to do this.
I can't very well teach them what charity is
until I've got it right down deep inside of me, you see.
So here, we go.
Fall in line, troops,
and look alive.
We've got 28 Days of early wake-up calls
praying for guidance,
and hopefully following through on
promptings to help.
Will I survive Service Boot Camp?
Will I thrive?
Will I keep my boots spit & shined,
my uniform pressed,
and my bed-corners tucked
(Just had to throw that one in for my grandpa!)
Will they put me on K.P. duty?
Or worse yet...latrine duty??
Can I find some way to serve
and actually carry it through each day
for an entire month?
What will I learn?
How will I change?
Only the Lord knows.
And what He knows needs fixin', He's gonna fix.
(Insert a big "Eeek!...but OK, I'm ready." here.)
No sappy words of encouragement in the comments section today, please.
All I want to know is:
Are you IN or are you OUT?
Letter from Basic: Day 1
I came downstairs to find my son and daughter salivating over the pages of "Hello, Cupcake".
So, I made these Petits Fours (found on page 139).
Changed plans a few times, but finally settled on one person who needed them.
Delivery of the goods had us shooing cats and chickens out of our van and listening to Scarlett sing what she deems to be the only correct rendition of "Huck MacDonald".
Today's work also left my kitchen a complete wreck,
but it might have been that way to start with...the details are a little fuzzy.
Oh, and I also got totally Smacked Down by my sister Dawn
in Part 1 of our Sewing Smackdown.
She's good...What can I say?
(And a LOT of people out there really like jean purses...who knew?)
Day 1: surviving...so far.