Wonderful days

They were so wonderful. I was reminded how many people I have around me that love me, no matter who I am. No matter what I am.

It was good to give back when I helped Santa deliver gifts around the world. People always wonder how he does it by himself? He doesn't! He'll deny it, though. He's such a sweet old man.

While flying about delivering gifts, and my boosted powers were invaluable, I watched the soldiers in Iraq. Though there wasn't much to give, they did it anyway. Giving each other snacks or taking each others guard shifts so the other could call home. I really wish I could do something. It's tough knowing you could end the whole thing for them, but that's not why I'm here. I believe there is hope, though. If we lose that, then what do we have left?

Which brings me to Blogger. If she is able to accomplish what she is attempting, I'm not sure I will be able to do anything at all. I've prayed to God wondering how such a powerful being is allowed to exist with such a horrible purpose. If she does this, then I can do nothing. Our only saving grace seems to be that she has decided to keep to herself.