"…be filled with the Spirit,...always and for everything giving thanks in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ to God the Father."

I didn't care for him when we first met. He's not the sort of person that you warm up to at first. It takes time, and life, before he becomes part of you. Don't ever think that he comes naturally. You have to work at getting along with him.

When we first met, I was young, very young, maybe two or three. My mother never tired, during those early years, of trying to get us together.

"Say 'Thank you' to Uncle Henry for giving you the silver dollar," she said. And I, in my toddler way, mumbled "Thank you," in order to get the shiny piece of silver. From them on, he was always there, pushing in at dinner time when she said, "I don't think I heard anyone say they enj…