Another week come and gone. This week was our volunteer week. We spent all of Monday at Church, helping put up the decorations for Advent and prepare the decorations for Christmas. Monday night was our Homeschool groups Christmas party. They had a wonderful children's choir perform. Then the boys got to show off their Rube Goldberg Machine with the rest of the Physics class. It was a lot of good fun and Dad got to see some of the art and science projects they have worked on. On Tuesday the kids worked on their quarter two book reports ( I just can't give them a whole month off! Bad mother) and we were back to church to help spruce up the Blessed Sacrament Chapel. It need a good cleaning. We went to Mass everyday this week except Tuesday. But we did spend time with Christ that day in the Blessed Sacrament.
After church I hit the thrift store and garnered a very nice sport coat for my oldest for just $7!! I also picked up some ornaments and decorations for my work space..all for under $2. It was a good stop. Wednesday, back to church..more decorations..the ladies here have created a multi-cultural village and that needed to be set up. It's really beautiful. All the handmade houses from different countries. Then the Nativity set up high above them, as if on a hill. Thursday more book reports, we pulled out all our home decorations and put them aside for Gaudete Sunday.
Friday we headed to the big church downtown..it is absolutely beautiful. Then we stopped for a small lunch at Red Lobster. Our server was so nice, she offered to give us a takeout bin full of fresh biscuits for my hubby at no extra charge! On the way out to the car (God is so good) we were approached by a homeless woman who asked if she could have the rest of my daughters shirley temple (she had gotten one to go). My oldest gave it up immediately..she began to walk away and my oldest young lady grabbed some biscuits and ran after her.
It sparked a wonderful conversation on the way home. We talked about how the server had been so nice to give us those biscuits, perhaps because God wanted us to give them away. We talked about being poor and living in the streets. My oldest girl says you can tell poor people because their faces are wrinkled and old looking from the stress in their life...then my youngest girl pipes up and says "Grandma and grandpa have wrinkles and their not poor! They have a lot of stuff!" We laughed at that for awhile.
All in all, it was a wonderful week of volunteering and praying (the Jesse tree scriptures each day, the Blessed Sacrament and receiving the Eucharist). We are so blessed and I continue to Thank God for his gracious gifts. May the Holy Family continue to be our guide and role model.