I love to see Favre playing his best football, and if his mind his right, he'll probably have a fine season.
A ball had passed between my body and the right arm which supported him, cutting through the sleeve and passing through his chest from shoulder to shoulder. There was no more to be done for him and I left him to his rest. I have never mended that hole in my sleeve.
You need to get down among the people who are the dirtiest and dustiest, and the depravity, and you need to see Christ's light shining there.