The hair accessories stayed in my garage in a box for at least a year. Then one night I had a dream of a little African girl dressed in a plain sackcloth type dress wearing one of the hair pins in her hair. She had the biggest smile on her face. Why? Regardless of her dire circumstances (abject poverty), this little girl felt beautiful because she was wearing a hair pin I had created. That's why she was smiling.
When I awoke the next morning, I retrieved the box from the garage and took it to one of my co-workers who participates in Operation Christmas Child. I gave her all of those hair accessories, nearly a hundred of them, to put in the shoeboxes for little girls all over the world. When I told my co-worker the history of the hair bows, she said something very profound. She said, "Marian, you realize these hair bows were never meant to be sold at that craft fair? They were meant for little girls like you saw in your dream. God had a different purpose for these hair bows." Wow. I hadn't thought of it that way.