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My daddy’s heart is broken. And from my great experience of 2.5 years, I know my daddy has a big heart. It must hurt a lot.
Daddy is in India. He was speaking to a group of about 250 people early yesterday morning.
There was loud and wonderful singing (says Daddy) and daddy spoke.
Then his friend, Ajai, said something to the group. Many of Daddy’s friends will remember watching a video of Ajai. In the video Ajai mentioned there are many tunes and tees (Ed: opportunities) all around the world to tell about Jesus Loves Me (My favorite song that Daddy sings to me).
Ajai talked about a young girl – 22-years old from knots bill (ED: Knoxville) who was going to F Gun Knees Stain (Ed: Afghanistan). I get the knees stain sometimes but I don’t know where it is.
The young girl, now 24-years old, was killed. She and 9 other Christians were shot by the Gun.
My big brother Micah is 24-years old. If he were killed my heart would be broken, too.
I hope my daddy comes home safely.
My daddy is India trying to make the world a better place…he says.
What do I know? The world is pretty cool for me right now as it is.
There’s my DVDs, my blankie, my mommy and the bottle for my juice. What else could a girl want? Except for maybe my daddy being home. I miss him.
He’s trying to give jobs to people throughout the sub cons in tents. (ED: subcontinent). And he will preaching to some e-Van-cellists (Ed: evangelists) in central India for a week. I think they are some kind of musicians that you can listen to on the line. (Ed: online). Not sure.
Anyway, he sent me some pics of him checking out some old temples and such. Gotta say it here – and he thinks I am a nut cool head (Ed: knucklehead)? Look at how goofy he is! I wish I were with him.
No wonder everything there is in ruins.
I miss my daddy.
My daddy talks about his daddy.
He calls him the world’s best dad.
I don’t agree. My daddy is the world’s best dad.
He woke up this morning at 2:47am. It had nothing to do with me kicking him in the face.
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