|Two Cubs building their Rain Gutter Regatta boats|
"Don't it always seem to go, you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone?"Pictures speak by thousands but Joni Mitchell nailed in just a few.
Early last night I helped my wife in her role as Cub Committee Chair out of sheer joy and love for her, and also for Scouting. We almost lost it. And I've never appreciated it more.
I've had my own ups and downs with Scouting as I've posted on this blog. There is a need to phase out for a program that will meet the needs of a global church. Scouting is in many countries around the world, but it is generally a middle-class Anglo-American institution that does not have applicability everywhere the LDS Church operates and has a need for programs for youth, female and male, to build character through activities and service.
When Scouting is done right, it is a wonderful program for building character and citizenship in young people (and old). When done wrong, or for the wrong reasons, it can be absolutely painful.
But yesterday, I was a true volunteer. And that's one of the joys. I had no "calling" other than to help my wife. I am registered still on our Troop Committee, but they don't need me much. Even with the callings in the LDS Church which can seem like ecclesiastical obligations of do or die, heaven or heck, it is still a volunteer organization. You can say, "no." And better that you do than take on responsibilities you are unwilling to perform. Mormons say "no" all the time. We just don't admit it.
A friend shared a Facebook thread of the wife of a professional Scouter who needed to vent on some of the attitudes she has heard from members. It was great! (Remember, my mom was the wife of a professional Scouter - I'm the husband of a committed volunteer at the local and national levels). I'm not going into all the controversies here. I just wanted to glow in the joy of a wonderful Pack Meeting where we did it right.
The unofficial motto of the Cub Scouts: "Keep it Simple. Make it Fun!"
|A variety of inexpensive supplies (my wife went to the local butcher and got a pack of the styrofoam, black, meat plates)|
And a family activity making the boats.
|The race is on!|
Our local clergy sponsor, the bishop and also a Cub dad, is in the white shirt and tie.
|My wife, Cub Committee Chair, stepped in to make sure things were fairly organized.|
Little and big sisters got to build boats and race too.
|Even I got one made in my "festive" Chief Seattle Council Jamboree Shirt|
sent to me by a friend. My Welsh ship sadly lost to the Den Leader from England.
It's been that way, sigh, for 1500 years now.