When I was a young girl I loved to pretend. I had a pretend friend Patsy. We would play hide and seek, peekaboo and have tea parties. At school age, I put my elbow on my desk and propped my head on my hand with my book open. At church looking at a hymnal worked well also.
At the age of 83, I am an adult that does not live in a pretend world but the reality of injustice and corruption. Christians, be strong in faith, hope and love.
1 Corinthians 13:11-13... NIV...When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I see in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.