You and me. We spend so much time together.
No one can understand how much You mean to me.
They make fun of me for thinking You’re so real.
They think I’ve lost my mind to talk to You.
But, Jesus, I take joy in singing to You.
You comfort me with a love that no one else can give to me.
Even if I ever get married, become romantically involved,
Or am blessed to share in the intimacy treasured between a husband and a wife,
No one will ever be able to be the love You are to me.
You hold me through the worst of times.
You laugh with me through the great ones.
You even stay with me in silence when my pain is so great,
Or my thoughts too confusing to share.
You allow me to sit with You and smile
Without my having to say a word.
I don’t bore You.
And if I don’t smile, You hold me closer and let me know
I’m not alone when I’m by myself.
I don’t have to be fake with You, and don’t have to worry about
You leaving because I let myself relax.
I can be whatever I want to be, feel whatever I want to feel,
Say whatever I want to say, or not say anything at all,
And I know You’ll always be there.
You are my friend.
You let me love You, and I do endlessly.
Thank You for sharing Your secrets with me.
They make me feel so special.
You make me feel special.
That is so nice in a world where everyone wants to laugh at me,
Hurt the people I love, and think only of themselves.
I am glad You love everyone.
I know they can know Your love as I do.
Thank You, Jesus, for spending time with me.
Thank You for making me feel special.
With Your love in my life… I am.

10-22-98 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire