Wednesday I had a hair appointment. My hairdresser is a neighbor and friend. I trust her completely, all I do is show up every seven weeks and let her decide and do what she thinks needs to be done. She said I was overdo for a coloring session, a lot of gray showing through. I didn't know, just looked like highlights to me.
How many of you were glued to the TV watching the Chilean miners being rescued one by one? Did anyone notice what was printed on their t-shirts? I had to look intently to decipher what they said. On the front, “Gracias, Señor” (Thank you, Lord). And on the back, “son suyas las profundidades de la tierra, son suyas las cumbres de los montes. A Él la gloria y el honor”. (Psalm 95:4)
In this very difficult year in which Chile suffered a devastating earthquake, they went ahead and celebrated their bicentennial. The discovery, survival and eventual rescue of the 33 trapped miners was such an inspiration to the entire nation. The have been called los angeles del bicentenario.
I worked steadily to finish a little sweater I was knitting as a gift for dear friends in Mexico expecting their first baby. Thursday I met with one of the ladies leaving with the October-team on Saturday. They are so faithful, and so privileged, to go to Xocenpich, Yucatán area twice a year.
Friday may have been the last day of work at the Red Barn for awhile. Mike and one of the students put together a pool table.
Elijah loves to spend the night whenever it works out for all of us. So he came yesterday and today we went to the Children's Museum in Muncie. As usual, he was exploring non-stop. The hardest for him was to obey the no-running rule.
The longest he stayed still was when here, tracing Garfield cartoons.