Last Saturday, I dragged a shovel over to the home of a single mother and helped move 10 yards of topsoil to various parts of her yard. I almost died.
Half a dozen guys were already shoveling when I arrived. I joined in and we knocked it out in about 45 minutes, or halfway to a heart attack for me. When we finished, I trudged home sore and sweating but also satisfied.
It was a service project for my Mormon ward. I heard about it from a high priest group email, telling us when and where to show...
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