Txt2Me: Hi mum and dad, I think cause it's raining tomorrow we'll have to call off Boyo's outdoor park party, but we'd still love for family to come over!
TxtBack:
I hope the beautiful Woman can still make it.
But I'll be down here in Victoria... unless God does some of his astro-travel work on my spirit, or even that immediate bodily travel!
Great Love to you two parents of the boy,
and to the birthday boy himself as well.
I think he is a model of the joy
that all God's children may have. And that smell...
of nappy that needs changing, that surrounds
some children, will remind us of our sense
of smell that is alive and well, I've found
some things that draw you, or push you, and hence
you're not so likely to just sit and be,
or stay enseated, sitting on the fence.
A smell can be quite motivating, see.
Oh may our smell do well, and be well spent.
But thanks be to God, who always leads us as captives in Christ’s triumphal procession and uses us to spread the aroma of the knowledge of him everywhere. For we are to God the pleasing aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. To the one we are an aroma that brings death; to the other, an aroma that brings life. And who is equal to such a task? Unlike so many, we do not peddle the word of God for profit. On the contrary, in Christ we speak before God with sincerity, as those sent from God.
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