Dear Friend:

I just had to write to tell you how much I love you and care for you. Yesterday, I saw you walking and laughing with your friends; I hoped that soon you’d want Me to walk along with you, too. So, I painted you a sunset to close your day and whispered a cool breezed to refresh you. I waited, but you never called. I just kept on loving you. As I watched you fall asleep last night, I wanted so much to touch you. I spilled moonlight onto your face--trickling down your cheeks as so many tears have. You didn’t even think of Me; I wanted so much to comfort you. But you wake up late and rushed of to work--you didn’t even notice. My sky became cloudy, and My tears were the rain.

I love you. Oh, if you’d only listen. I really love you. I try to say it in the quiet of the green meadow and in the sky. The wind whispers My love throughout the treetops and spills it into the vibrant colors of the flowers. I shout it to you in the thunder of the great waterfalls and compose love songs for bands to sing for you. I warm you with the clothing of My sunshine and perfume the air with nature’s sweet scent. My love for you is deeper than the ocean and greater than any need in your heart. If you’d only realize how I care. I died just for you.

My Dad sends His love. I want you to meet Him. He cares, too. Fathers are just that way. So please call Me soon. No matter how long it takes, I’ll wait because I love you.

Your Friend,

Jesus