This morning the Fourth Grade students of Instituto Episcopal San Cristóbal and their parents worshipped with us at 10:30 a.m. The children always do a presentation just before the Offertory. This morning they said the 23rd Psalm and sang a song. As usual, Padre Cáceres and I blessed the children during Communion.
Here are photos of today's service:
Coffee Hour Conversation
Mrs. Milray Barrow
Mr. Hurdle and Mrs. Kelly (Mrs. Kelly was our neighbor when we lived in the former Canal Zone town of Paraíso). Mr. Hurdle is 90 some years old and wears an earring, which makes him cooler than anyone on the planet, IMHO!
Profesora Joyce Green, Directora of Colegio Episcopal de Panamá and Mrs. Rachel Weeks, President of the Altar Guild
Randall is a man who lives in the neighborhood. He has been washing my car every Sunday morning for about five years now. It's the first regular income he's had in years. I also pay for most of his medical expenses from my discretionary fund. Sometimes he comes asking for money a bit too often and I say, "Randall, I know you call me Padre but I'm not your Daddy." Then I give him the money anyway. (Special Version for our new Dance Party Buddy Jim The Commentor from Fort Worth, Texas: Padre oppresses the Black Man by forcing him to wash his car in the rain, due to his White Supremist Tendencies)
El Coro de Jovenes, the choir for the 10:30 service
Congregation reading the psalm
Grade Four reciting Salmo 23
An ocean of children!
Bendiciones
4 comments:
So which one is it, Padre? You a Commie Bastid or a White Supremacist Exploiter? Can't be both, ya know. ;-)
I yam a Commie Bastid Exploiter of White Supremacists.
too bad the lovely mona didn't turn the camera around on her own sef.
Beautiful pictures of beautiful people - especially the little ones.
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