He spent the rest of the night studying Faith’s manual. He was amazed, and intimidated. He leaned his head back against the wall. “I should have read this a long time ago,” he mumbled.
“Oh I quite agree,” said Grace, looking down at him.
He moaned. “Are you aware of the number of screens involved in just PPU?” He pointed to the screens in reference to the Peace that Passeth Understanding—the peace that comes from guardian assistance.
She put her chin in her hand, and glanced up at the ceiling, “Two-hundred and ten?”
How did she know that? He looked at her irritated.
“Oh lighten up, Jonathan. You still have today.”
He shook his head and showed her Heavenly Accounts, where Faith’s actual birthday was recorded.