Dear Jesus,
I was free today.
No exam paper. No school. Today's Friday, meaning I'll still be free for approximately two more days.
Well, technically, I'm going to be really busy.
I sometimes wonder Lord, how the most important and busiest days of one's life tend to crowd themselves into close range almost strangling the poor victim.
Like the period of your crucifixion when you did the Passover, then Gethsemane struggle, then betrayal, then denial, then t*****e, then your death, then your descending to Hades to collect the key of hell from the devil, then your truimphant resurrection. All that happened within three days.
I mean is it a law of the universe or what? Whew! was I ranting so hard? I feel out of breath already.
So, in essence, I'm trying to say that my first statement was
