You really have to read Peter's words to appreciate how blessed we are
Peter writes:
"JP is doing well. The sister ordered that they give him to me while I was taking him for tests. I went alone just with him and the driver. They had given me a bag that had milk in it and some biscuits. the sisters were telling me I will be giving him anytime he would want it. but J.P. was very quiet and did not cry while on the way going and even when they were taking blood he cried once and kept silence. He is such a person who does not want to shout according to how I saw him. Amazingly, he could smile with me and none of the people who saw me did not think that the child was mine! They all just wondered where we had left his mom. When I told my wife that she was very sorry that she had not gone with me! The first time I saw him, he was not as happy as he was today. Again, he is like becoming a muzungu(whiteman). He is very brown and if you look at him, he seems to be blessed! I mean, he has annointing of God on his face and many people admired him."
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