Day #259: Kameelputs, SA: Angels

An unattractive man told me he loves me under a tree this afternoon, his brown eyes desperately looking for something that isn't in mine. I actually got a little nervous that he might use his brute strength to persuade me. The nice thing was that a coombie stopped to make sure I was okay. I feel good-watched and protected.

Thank you for angels, Jesus. I appreciate you sending them my way. The kiddies will be here in 45 minutes. I promised them balloons today. That's all it takes to make them happy. One balloon. Damn, I love children! Talk about angels.

I LOVE DALE ALAN! We're making it. We're fighting through. Thank you. The just shall live by faith.