My life is blessed when I help others...

So my Dad, have I told you how awesome he is? He started his own business when he was 32 years old and over the years has grown to be one of the most successful business man I've ever heard of. Is it smarts? Is it education? Is it luck? He always has and always will tell you it's The Lord and what he's been blessed with. 
My dad sent me a text on Friday night last week and asked me to go shopping for the homeless. He also threw in there "I have cash for you to take shopping". So we headed over to his house and planned on shopping at wal mart. We walk in and he says there should be $1200 dollars there in cash. SPEND IT ALL. So we were off. We went to wal mart and bought 30+ sweatshirts of different sizes, different colors, some zip and some pullover. We got socks and underwear for both male and female in all sizes. We got bras of different sizes sports style. With what we had left we got a bunch of gloves. We didn't keep track of what we got to buy so when we went to check out we kind of guessed that we had spent enough. At check we got change back of about $40. It felt AWESOME! I called my dad just to make sure that we had got enough. He approved so we dropped it all off back at his house to take to the stake activity of donating to the homeless! How cool! What a blessing it is to be able to give to the people who are less fortunate..








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