Sometimes we are so consumed by being in our bubble, we do not really see others. Or some do not really care, they just play at being a christian.

I have been making handbags, they lady who has kept me in supply, of the product I use, has been so lovely, with all my questions, all my ideas of colour etc.

Because I can see things others can not, and this is from him, showing me and giving me this gift.

But, I see her kindness, her generosity of spirit. She could just ignore me, or she could be part of what I am doing, which she very much is.

As we have chatted, I have noted what she has liked etc, she has purchased two bags and for this. I am not only pleased but, humbled that someone likes what I do.

I have a little surprise to send her, its not about what I have done, its about seeing her. Listening and hearing, I have told her my testimony, she told me she lived with someone who, lets be blunt was using the father and turned her off.

Many people do this over time and forget, he keeps notes, every time you do this, you get a mark. Its important, like I said to her, I cannot say he does not exist, because of my personal experiences, but she acknowledged there is something, and that is a mustard seed. It just needs the right water, the right soil to grow.

As I said to her and its true, from someone who has lived in the world, then come to realise how he lives in it. And from that I have grown, as I said to her (man, has used it to his own benefit and crapped all over it). That is why many are turned off, but when you hone in and tune in, everything makes sense.

I said to her, I am not going to ram Jesus down her throat, but if I say something relating to him, it done with love and because, he is real to me.