…ailing you, whatever question or concern you might have, a wish, a desire and now it seems a birthday card to a loved one who is gone. You put the piece of paper in the God Jar and you let God take care of it. No definition on what “God” means however; I think that bit is up to yourself.

At some point during this Christmas week I decided that I would write to you on a regular basis, for six months anyway. I chose today as it is the last Sunday of the month and those Last Sundays we…