Like a Lemonade Stand
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As a child, I've always loved the idea of having a lemonade stand... or a yard sale... something like that. Something that involves being outside in front of my house, interacting with my neighbors, and having something for them to enjoy. We've had a couple of yard sales growing up, but we've never done a lemonade stand. But yesterday, as I set up the outdoor table, brought out the donation box and granola bar samples, I felt a little bit as if I was setting up a lemonade stand. I am selling granola bars to people in the area to raise money for the YWAM internship in Spain. So, I decided to sit outside to tell people about what I am doing and how to order granola bars to purchase. I also had some little squares of the granola bars for people to try. One of my favorite things about this hour was simply talking with my neighbors. Some people who I had never met before came by and were interested in my story. It is neat to me how this idea turned into an oppor