There’s this little thing we do.
and it’s kind of a secret ; )
It all starts around the table. That place we gather most. Sometimes it’s over piles of pancakes before the day begins; other times it’s after a day full of hard work and heaping potatoes. In our home, we like to refer to it as, Secret Servant.
We all get to pick someone to serve, but it’s all a big, fun secret.
Daddy writes individual names on the back of post it notes and sticks them on the wall in the hallway. One by one, we leave the table, walk into the hall, and walk back with a sly smile on our face… Judah always has the biggest smile. =)
You dare not tell who you’re serving and you try real hard to catch who are serving you throughout the week. Last week, our oldest, Alli whose 12 admits:
“I like to serve everyone here and there,
making sure they see me;
just to throw them off.”
At the end of the week, we gather again guessing who might have served us and then the truth comes out.
… and the list goes on.
The little ones usually put away shoes from the front door, that’s a simple job for them. So, If your shoes have mysteriously found a way to tip toe into your closet, Judah or Emmyn probably have your name. If your laundry was washed and put away– or the house vacuumed for no reason; Alli or Jordan probably have your name. If the kids were put to bed while you sat a little longer to read a book, that man of yours probably has your name.
They’re looking for ways to serve.
So, I breathe deep and smile little sly smiles when I come out of the hallway each week.
…OK, and I do a little happy dance, too… he, he.
“Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.” ~ Mother Teresa
Tricking those kids into love daily, ; )