A picture is worth a thousand words. So let me try to paint the picture, with words. Better, you paint the picture in your mind as I tell the story.

An 83-year-old grandmother is standing in the checkout line of a K-Mart store. She chats with a young boy who is very proud of his $5.98 watch he has just purchased. Somewhere in their friendly conversation she asks the boy where he goes to Sunday school. He doesn’t go. “Really? I think you’d like it. Could I call your mother and see if I can pick you up. We have a choir too. The kids have a lot of fun.”

So every Sunday this 83-year-old woman picks up 10-year-old James for Sunday school and choir. His sister asks if she can come. Them the mother of the children wants to come to the children’s choir concert. There is no father in the family. …