Oh my god, i mean just when you think everything is fine... the lord above us has to drop something so hard that you think you will never be able to get back up again (but that's life, right?!) Me and Jessica jumping around in the front room like mad people singing down a microphone that was not plugged in, to Christmas music may i add, using our young bodies that god had blessed us with to dance. Then the phone rings. and shit my great grandad is ill, i can't believe it, i can't remember the last time i spoke to him, the last time i treasured a moment with him, the last time i hugged him and told him i loved him. (this was Ellie: 3q2cf) Ellie is drawing and making a card for him. He was rushed to hospital with heart pains and he has got fluids on his lungs! We can't even go to visit him which is naff.
Pray:
O God of heavenly powers,
by the might of your command you drive away from our bodies
all sickness and all infirmity:
Be present in your goodness with your servant Gunta,
that his weakness may be banished
and his strength restored;
and that, his health being renewed,
he may bless your holy Name;
through Jesus Christ our Lord.
Amen.
Love you Grandad xx