what. That’s hard to resist. I want to express this attitude: I’m not OK, you’re not OK, and that’s OK, because there is hope to become OK through a personal relationship with God. At a tennis club one day nearly two years ago, my scheduled opponent didn’t show up. Another match was arranged for me. We introduced ourselves and moved to our respective back lines to warm up. Suddenly the man said, “What was your name again?” “Tim Timmons.” He dropped his racquet and moved toward the net. I met him