Number Two son brought me my Diary of St. Faustina with it open to the
back where there are photographs. He points to Bl. John Paul II and
says, " I see him, I see him." "Where do you see him?" I say. "In my
imagination, in my dreams."
"What does he say to you?" "Go to church eighteen minutes." Hmm, I
guess I have to wait a little longer to hear what else John Paul II
has to say to our almost four year old.
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