Thansgiving and Encouragement.
I am grateful to God-whom I whorship with a clear conscience, as my ancestors did-when I remember you constantly in my praying night and day.Recalling your tears, I long to see you so that I maybe filled with joy.I am reminded of your sincere faith, a faith that lived first in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice and now, I am sure ,lives in you.For this reason I remind you to rekindle the gift of God that is within you through the laying on of my hands; for God did not give us a spirit of cowardice, but rather a spirit of power and of love and self-discipline