3rd

My Dear,

I go back to Los Angeles today. I am sick. My nose is like a faucet. I woke up this morning sore and cold. I think I have a fever. Also, my left pinkie, I think is sprained. It looks funny. I'm sitting in my hotel room waiting for the sun to rise up. Then I wonder how this experience would be like with you by my side?! To be waking up by you every single day of my life. Super rad!

Before I love you, I love God. God loves you and I. We are more than conquerors through him who loved us. Nothing in all creation will separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord. Words from Romans 8:37...39. Nothing can separate us. I am praying right now that our lives will be one with God, and one with each other. I will love you forever until I die. That's the point of being one in Christ. Jesus died for us, and now He lives in us.

I don't feel very well. I think I'm sick. Great. For sickness and in health we shall be together.

Love, John