Catching up on News

I spent some time online today trying to catch up on U.S. news. Apparently the big news is Obama goes on The View. I also found out the next Spider-Man movie is going to to start over with Peter Parker starting high school (what are they thinking?).

The children (and their families) and teachers of the school took a field trip today. They were to go to a big farm and see how it is run. Then they were going to a water park (http://www.termosdelrio.com.sv/). They left from La Palma this morning at 5:00. The bus ride was going to be around 3 hours to get there. We were invited to join them, but we elected to stay in La Palma for a couple of reasons. First of all, I was nervous about the security of watching my own two kids in that type of crowded situation. Secondly, Erin had been feeling bad and would not have made that kind of a trip very well.

Last night we worshiped with the family here. Except for Erin having to stay in, it was a good evening. At one point during Jose's class, a butterfly entered the building and began circling the auditorium. No one paid it much attention, until it was joined by a less friendly butterfly that dive-bombed one sister's hair a few times. The first time there were a few small giggles, but the next time there was quite a bit of laughing.

Not much to report, but since I didn't blog yesterday, I thought I should post a short update.

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In Loving Memory of Dick Steele (11 Sept 1915 - 2 Oct 2010) - Psalm 116:15

I was planning to use the following devotional thought for my next blog post. I will go ahead and use it, though now it holds two meanings. My dad used it as his bulletin article this week. I was touched because of the man who told this story. He was a retired music teacher and rancher of many years. He and his wife were instrumental in my great love for music and especially singing. He was an amazing man who was still running his own cattle into his eighties - albeit on a four-wheeler instead of a horse. Dick was 95 years old. In Loving Memory Of Richard (Dick) T. Steele September 11, 1915 - October 2, 2010 "Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints." Following the Goat Thoughts by Dick Steele When I was 8 years old I lived in Coffeyville, KS. My grandfather lived in Collinsville, OK and was in the cattle business. There were no local markets for selling livestock in those days. This was before there were trucks to haul livestock....

First Sunday in La Palma

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A Good Beginning

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