Which Reminds Me

Yes, I can be glad that my salvation is not dependent on the backstage machinations of some horrid politically drunken people who I don't even like and who never do anything helpful. Wasn't one lousy Napa valley soap opera enough for those road hogs? Having already opened the door to Jesus who knocks at the door, I can know that I know that my life is redeemed, notwithstanding the idiotic rantings of some horrid persons who wish me ill. Needless to say.