Jesus is a friendly guy.
I know this because when I'm tromping around town, I find myself for any number of reasons—let's say an ambulance tearing by or a lady on crutches—praying a Hail Mary. Silently, natch.
When I get to the Name of Jesus, I bow—or I guess it looks like, nod—my head.
Nine times out of ten, somebody smiles and nods back.
Jesus is a friendly guy, and I love Him very much.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
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