I’m a Christian and have a normal life. I have a wife and 4 sons, 2 daughter in laws, 3 grandsons. God gave me gifts that frightened most people. I want a fellowship with people , but I don’t wanna talk about the bad things of this world. What I want to talk about is what God does and what God is doing and how he is my father. But people look at me like I’m crazy because I talk about God. I share the same trials and tribulations that everyone goes through. But I have someone that loves and cares for me. God is constantly providing, correcting and healing my heart. The reason is because I am a man. And I live on this earth. When I get to heaven, I will be perfect. But now I have to deal with my flesh. Christianity isn’t being perfect. It is believing and trusting God with my life. Until I go home to heaven.