During the holidays our trek leads us through a part of town that has many homeless people. We would give them money, but for us it didn’t seem like enough. My kids were always left feeling sad that they hadn’t really been able to help. My kids WANTED to do something more and have a part in it. That is how Homeless Helper Bags were born. I take them to the travel section and they pick out personal hygiene supplies. A few isles over we find protein shakes and snacks. Each year our bags have less and less empty space. This year we needed gift bags because we ended up filling two Ziploc bags full and needed something that was easy to hand out at intersections. The boys, eagerly, put it all together. When it is time to pass them out, we exit the freeway early and excitedly look for recipients. We stop traffic to hand out the gifts and prayers. Our hearts are full of joy and gladness in doing His work.