I wish I could tell you what it was all about right now. If I did though that would ruin the surprise. And that just won't do. I'd rather kill a surprise than see it ruined.
May I just say though that God is with you. And us. And I'm so glad for that. Mostly I see the way he is working in your life and, well, I try not to screw it up. I try to do the right thing, to keep you moving forward in fellowship with him.
I'm not sure, but I think He sees and approves. I think He knows that even when I screw up, that I'm only doing it out of love for you. Doesn't exactly make it right, but He helps me to do that too.
I have something that, quite frankly I shouldn't have. It was quite literally given to me by God, for you. It's ... well, it's a funny story. Maybe I can tell it to you some time. I went, saw, looked, talked, was informed and obtained it. I shouldn't have been able to get it. You might say it was a steal. Or perhaps a deal. A great one at that. And then the discount AFTER the discount. Amazing.
He loves you. And I do too.