JESUS LOVES US

Yali flexed one brown bicep in the morning light of the living room, growling to himself like he was in his own story.

“God the FATHER, God the SON, God the HOLY SPIRIT!”

He paused, to maybe think about some things we had discussed earlier that morning…

“JESUS LOVES US!” Grunting like an MMA fighter. “When I get sad or angry, I get frustrated. When I get mad, I get angry, I get angry…”