Tonight AB had a home basketball game. As we were heading in, Caleb asked me to keep the door of the van unlocked so he could get his Ripstick out. I always lock my van but didn't this time. When the game was over and we were loading up, there was a huge bag filled with little boy matching clothes: footed pajamas, character underwear, socks, jeans, t-shirt and bubbles.
We also found 2 quart size Mason jars filled to the rim with money. Bills and coins. Hundreds of dollars.
We all dug through the bag to find a card to see who could have done this and found none.
It was anonymous. Someone blessed us in an amazing way and didn't even let us know to thank them.
It was just overwhelming. I started sobbing. The Fish Sticks have a hard time understanding those kind of tears and were puzzled why this would make me cry.
"Kids," I said, "Do you understand that someone cared enough about us and our boys in Africa that they not only spent a lot of money to buy them things that they will need when they get home, but collected these 2 jars of money and wanted to do it as a surprise for us without even getting a thank you?" That's huge!
We don't know if it was an individual, a family, a group of adults or a class of kids at school who adopted us as their community service project for Christmas, but whoever it was, we are so thankful.
We are overwhelmed with gratitude for this amazing surprise.
Josiah and Ruth ran upstairs and got their only money...a 1 dollar bill and a little change each....and wanted to donate it also. I asked them to bless another family who is in the process of adopting just like us.
I hope that my Fish Sticks will never forget this unselfish act of love that blessed us beyond measure, and that they will be quick to do it for someone else one day.
