Your Assignment, Boys, is to Make Funny Faces Before Bedtime.
Grandsons Cadence (5), and Ayden (7). January, 2012.
The Unexpected “Paycheck”
I was 11 the summer our Neighbor Lady asked me to help her out around her home. She was babysitting two grandchildren and wanted me to supervise the children while she was out attending meetings or going to the bank or whatever it is Neighbor Ladies do. Her husband, she said, would be around, but the children would be my responsibility. I was only to call on him in an emergency.
When I was a kid, “Neighbor Lady” defined a real person. Everyone had one.
Who gave you that apple?
The Neighbor Lady.
Whose dog is that you’re walking?
It’s the Neighbor Lady’s.
Nobody had a “Neighbor Man.” But I digress.
[My friend David Rupert over at Red Letter Believers invited posts about what we learned at our very first jobs and I’m delighted that he chose to include my story. Hop over there to read more about my misadventure working for the Neighbor Lady, won’t you?]
Work willingly at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord rather than for people.
Colossians 3:23 (NLT)
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