You have many ways to talk to me.
Warm sunlight means you know I’m weak and you want to make me stronger.
Because light often make my health better,
you heat the air in the cold winter so that I can bask in the warmth.
Heavy rain means you know I’m tired and you want to make me happier.
Because music often makes my mind better,
you play music for me.
You are the talented maestro,
so the symphony of raindrop and the sound of cats and mice… are good.
Flowers blooming and roosters crowing mean you are here and I am not alone.
You enjoy every tiny thing with me.
Many things you make for me.
You have many ways to say “I love you” to me.
You are great.
I love you, too, Jesus.