That’s what being a Christian means, being in relationship with God the Father, with Christ the Son, through the power of the Holy Spirit. Perfect love.
I was a mess, my hair was dirty and uncombed, my eyes were wild, staring and bloodshot, my skin was a pasty colour with large red blotches where my blood pressure level was through the roof. My clothes were stained and smelling. I was shaking uncontrollably internally and externally. Unable to hold the drink in front of me, I had to lap it like a dog. I felt totally lost and alone, no hope and nowhere to turn.
The card was made by their little hands with much excited talk and glue everywhere to do something special for Nana.