Fermented fruit.

Bandaid got beat up. Sometimes he expresses a desire to quit drinking, then the next drink takes over and he's not in any pain...for now. Hub fell off the wagon. I don't know if what I do does any good. I tell myself that it can't hurt to pray with these people, but then I see no fruit and it's very discouraging. I think of others who selflessly keep on keepin' on even though they see no results. Did Mother Teresa stop serving just because poverty never ended? All the more reason to persevere. God can turn sour grapes into fine wine! Please pray for us.