The 70th Butler Family Reunion was held Saturday, June 3rd, at the Dutch Mill in Smith Center. We are very thankful for our 70th year of having a reunion. Since 1953, our grandparents, Harvey and Hattie Butler, lived in Formosa and wanted to have a family get-together every year if it was possible. So far it has been great, and way back then, they picked the Dutch Windmill City Park in Smith Center for the meeting place. This year’s attendees included: Richard and Ray Butler of Great Bend; Keith Butler and Barb Evans of Russell; Linda Buster of Galva; Taylor and Jamie Ripple, Haegan, Hallie and Holland of Osborne; Verna Van Donge of Liberal; Veda Miller of Stocklton; Roy and Geraldine Orr, and Randy and Daveyon Orr of Gaylord; Tom and Judy Butler of Enid, Okla.; Jim and Erny Kee and Derry, Erin, Omree, Joree and Eloree Dibble of Stockton; Ardon and Stephanie Zanghi of Satanta; Arrow Dean Zanghi and Debi Schmidt of Coldwater; Abette and Hadlee Bryan and friend Rylee Bucker of Dover, Okla.; Jason and Carrina Hudsenpillar of Hays; and Raylene Scherman and KC Spargo of Phillipsburg. There were a total of 36 people enjoying the day. We sure appreciate all those who attended.—Sent In

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Phone: 785-994-6370 (home) or 785-476-5206 (cell) We have puddles! Monday's late-night rain measured .70 in our gauge and on Friday, June 2, we received .40. Though the dark blue in the west and southwest on Saturday afternoon appeared scary, we only received another .20.

NO BUENO. It was just before midnight on November 26, 1983. Flight 011, a Boeing 747, was making its approach to Madrid Barajas International Airport, Spain. About 10 minutes from landing, the warning system went off saying, 'Pull up! Pull up!' The official investigative report says, 'At the same time that the G.P.W.S. warnings are taking place, ten seconds before impact, the Commander says: 'Bueno. Bueno.' in a calm tone and without taking any corrective action. Five seconds later and also five seconds before impact, the Commander comments again: 'Bueno', and at the same time disengages the autopilot.' What's interesting is the pilot had 32 years of experience. He had gone through the same motions flight after flight for 32 years. He knew flying. And he knew the Boeing 747. Or so he thought. Despite the warning system 'screaming' at him, 'Pull up!', he knew better. In other words, he knew better than both the warning system and the autopilot. He basically told them to 'Shut up!' Sadly, the pilot flew his plane into a hill killing 181 of 192 people onboard that flight. The truth is that God built into us an autopilot to warn of spiritual danger. It's called our conscience. For example, we inherently hear the warning when we choose to lie. Our warning system tells us, 'Pull up!' or, in this case, 'Don't lie!' but too often we calmly shut off the autopilot. Each time our spiritual warning system 'screams' at us, God is warning that we're heading into the side of a 'hill.' Our conscience is 'screaming' at us, 'No Bueno! No Bueno!' We're being told, 'Danger! Danger! Danger!' God is saying we desperately need the Real Autopilot, the Lord Jesus Christ, who alone can see us safely to His landing strip (heaven). Rather than shutting off the Autopilot, we must admit, 'No Bueno!' I'm not ok. We must savingly trust Jesus and let Him take control! Have you taken corrective action? The only other option is to crash and burn.

Last week we talked about the body of the church and what it means to be a member of the body and what our expectations should be. This week, Matt expanded on the thought of being a member of the body, relating to us the well-known parable of the Prodigal Son. There are so many parts to this parable and each part has its own lessons and insights into what we need to know as a member of the body of Christ.

We would like thank everyone for sharing in the celebration of Jim’s life. We appreciated the stories and memories shared. They truly helped our family and highlighted what a special person Jim was. Also, we would like to show our appreciation for the beautiful flowers, memorial donations, and for thinking of our family during this difficult time.—The Family of Jim Bouchey 63c