Prior to our our February Missionary for a Day trip to
Mexicali I was prompted to think about what I did when I was 12 years old. At that time I wasn’t exactly tearing it up
intellectual at school, however, I recall that a lot of time was spent tearing
up the turf in some local park. Not on purpose, mind you; it was reckless slide
tackling to compensate for undeveloped skills during pick-up games of
soccer. After I had cleaned the muck off
my “leisure wear” I often headed over to the local Salvation Army where I
played – I use that term loosely – the alto horn in the youth band.
A few days before heading off to Mexicali with our usual
solid numbers of volunteers I got a call from Donald Ausherman. It’d been a while since he had come with us,
but with his 12 year old daughter Catherine,
he would like to join us for our next trip. When we met Saturday morning at about 5:45
a.m., they had already traveled for an hour before they met up with us! I never got out of bed at anything remotely
close to that time when I was 12. But
Catherine did, and then some: she
recently had baked a hundred cookies and a mountain of breads to raise funds
for YesWeServe, and she was bringing the proceeds - $135.00 – in an envelope
that morning. How cool is that?!
She reminded me of the story in the Bible about Jesus at 12:
He astounded the Bible scholars in the Temple with his insight and wisdom when
He visited during Passover with his family.
Let’s be creative in how we arrange our lives “To be about my Father’s
business”.
Even if many of us are way
past 12.
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