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Church Volunteer Hours

I have volunteered in the children's and music ministry at my church for  30 hours this semester.

I sing at both services once a month and attend a one hour rehearsal. This ministry brings me great joy and I am grateful to be able to use my gift to help others encounter Jesus.

I help teach God's word to children one Sunday a month for both services and attend a one hour group planning session. These kids mean everything to me and I love devoting time to helping them learn about the most important focus in my life. I also know that I have the opportunity to impact the students in a positive and powerful way.

*Dr. Hedden, there is video evidence of me singing on www.boonescreekcc.org as well as contact info for Eric Vines and Dick Morris if you need to verify the amount of time.

36/25 hours 

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