from yesterday morning, while taking communion:
Dear God,

I want to thank you again that I get to share in your son's death, burial, and resurrection. What a blessedness, what a privilege. You are awesome. You "did your thing," the best. You are my Abba. I want to change to grow closer to you. I have much to deal with in the deep recesses of my heart, from a long time ago.

Thank you that I get to praise you in song and make music in my heart to you.

I love you!

Your son,
Danny