WEEKEND, WEEKEND, WEEKEND

We had a busy weekend, though it was enjoyable to us. On Saturday, we went up to the mission at Little Eagle to attend part of the Spring Creek Camp Rally. We always come away from the Camp Rally feeling happy that we were there. Many years ago, our children had gone up to that mission to help in keeping it open when there was no pastor there. Philip went once a month for many months and relieved Bill Edwards and his wife. Philip commented how open and friendly the people are up there. There is a nice young family there now, and they have done such a nice job of fixing up the church.
Sunday was cloudy and gloomy, and I wondered how many children would get themselves up to come. We had a few who ventured out. Esther was taking part in her last concert with the Huron Symphony, and so the Sunday School was my adventure. A couple of the children were in keeping with the weather (cloudy and gloomy), and they made my morning challenging. One of the girls insisted that she would like to pound on the piano upstairs instead of coming downstairs. I persuaded her to come downstairs, but she stood in the corner and pouted and cried. We ignored her and went on with the story, and I was amused to notice that she had moved to sit crosslegged under a table nearby so she could hear the story. When we moved to another table to color and work our puzzles and do a Mother's Day craft, she moved to a seat where she could keep up in sight and sat quietly. In a little while, she asked if she could do the projects too, which we were happy to encourage. These children are sweet, though they sometimes feel grumpy (aren't we the same?). She was due for a prize for coming for four Sundays, and she went home happy.y.

Ray and I drove over to Huron where we heard Esther and Abraham Kalovsky play in concert. It was very well executed. We enjoyed an evening of fellowship with the Kalovskys afterward, and felt that we had a wonderful and full weekend.