The prayer series

Jesus,

I miss a mouse friend.

Do you remember?
At that time, I ate dinner alone.
After eating, I saw a mouse in the kitchen.
The gray baby mouse.
So cute.

He stood there.
He kept looking at me.
Then he came slowly to me.
Wow!
The first time I saw this.

I wanted to touch him
but I was afraid he would go away.
So I sat quietly.

I looked at him.
He looked at me.
Time seemed to stop.

Then, it was time he left.
He went away but I was happy
because I knew he was you.

You came to say,
“I love you
and I am with you.”

You make me believe in you.

I love you, Jesus.

Amen.

PTH