Children's Hospital Service Project

 A few months ago I began to think about a service we could give during the holiday. The idea came to me to tie blankets for the children's hospital. I never thought about the deep meaning this would have for me.

-Tying the blankets-

 

 

 While we were tying blankets I was reminded that 27 years ago, I was in a hospital bed during Christmas with a broken femur. I was 9 years old, afraid and homesick for my family. I still remember the sweet candy striper that came to my hospital bed and gave me a candy cane and coloring book on Christmas Eve. The candy and book are long gone but the impact of a simple, kind gesture lives in me. We never know the impact we will have on another person, but if we are prayerful and listen, The Lord will guide us to do good.  We went to the children's hospital on Christmas eve to deliver the blankets.  It was a great reminder to me about the true meaning for Christmas.  I was grateful that my children had this opportunity to serve and I look forward to doing more again next year.  Looks like we have a new family tradition.


 

-Delivering the blankets-