The biggest news this week is that there was very little news. I think we can blame the weatherman for that!The Steen Senior Citizens cancelled their January meeting because of the weather. The meeting was scheduled for the first Monday in January.Robert Sandbulte was admitted to Luverne Community Hospital on Friday with influenza. He was hoping to be able to return home on Monday. Donald Bonnema, son of Nelson and Minnie Bonnema, has been living in his parents’ home in Steen after his parents were no longer able to. He has decided to move to Rock Rapids, Iowa, to the Rosewood Heights Apartments. We will miss him in Steen, but we wish him all the best!Our deepest sympathy goes out to the Bush family on the death of Berdell "Bud" Bush, who passed away on Friday, Dec. 31.Hope Haven will celebrate its 40th anniversary with a special time of praise and thanksgiving. The evening celebration will be at 7 p.m. Saturday, Jan. 22, in the B.J. Haan Auditorium on the campus of Dordt College in Sioux Center, Iowa. The High Lights from Sioux Center will be in concert for Hope Haven. There will be a freewill offering taken for the ministry of Hope Haven. Henrietta Huenink attended the Korthals’ family gathering at the Fritz Korthals home in Worthington on Friday.With the coming of the New Year time seems to be on our minds more than usual. It probably is because when we have a New Year, we begin to realize how quickly time flies. It may not be, but I think it could be the reason for making New Year’s resolutions.When we think about it, time is definitely something we have no control over. So when I found these words titled "Time," I thought I would share them with you. Time is a pilferer, the poet said, which stole the hours away and took the roses from our cheeks, the sparkle from our eyes, the luster from our hair and the spring from our step.The poet is wrong. Time is not a pilferer. But I have been long on getting acquainted with Time. At 20 I gave no heed. At 30 I tried to outwit Time. At 40 I respected him. At 50 I began to appreciate Time.And now I really know him. Yes, Time took the roses from my cheeks but left a cameo instead — time lines that tell of laughter, deeper ones that speak of pain, all so delicately wrought that the etching tells the story of a life fully lived. For the sparkle in my eyes, retrospect and vision. For the luster in my hair, he gave me silver. For the spring in my step he gave poise. For everything he took, I have been reimbursed with pleasure.Time is God’s perpetual gift to man. Twenty-four hours a day are given to us for our very own. We may squander them, we may throw them away, or use them to drain dry if we will. Time will give again. Time is infinite. Beyond the unseen curtain, eternal ages are held in Time’s hands. Written by Bethal G. Squirie.