*Hannah*
"Hannah," my mom said, "you have to get up. We have Elijah's bowl."
As she walked out of the room I groaned, rolled over, and fell back asleep.
"Hannah, get out of bed!" Mom yelled from down the hall.
I rolled out of bed and grabbed my thirty hour famine shirt, a pair of capri jeans, and my black and purple converse. I got dressed and walked out to the kitchen and grabbed some yogurt for breakfast.
After rushing around the house for a while we got in the car and drove to the church. As we pulled up I saw Hunter, his sister, and his dad sitting in a truck, and Rebekah and her grandmother sitting in their red car. We circled around and parked next to Rebekah. Getting out we went to talk to everybody.
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Soup Kitchen Madness
Krótkie OpowiadaniaHave you and your friends, family, or even youth group volunteer at a soup kitchen? Anything similar to Elijah's Bowl? Well, this is a true story from our day at Elijah's Bowl with our youth group.
