Dear Jesus, 

I don’t even know where to start. 

But let’s see if I can try.

Let’s start at the beginning when I first cried.

When I first learned how to sigh

When I learned my first words

When I felt pain from a needle, a doctor gave

Let’s jump to the time when I fell, and I got back up. 

That was the moment I was learning how to walk, and you were in my head telling me I’m tough enough, I’m good enough— keep on, don’t quit. 

When I entered school, you were there right by my side, protecting me and encouraging me.

When I thought it was my thoughts, it was you speaking, pushing me to keep on succeeding. 

Fast-forward to the time when I entered middle school

I wanted nothing to do with you.

Yet you loved me 

You held me close

You covered me 

You never let go. 

Even though I couldn’t see you

I felt you near

In the classroom or when I closed my eyes 

And when I felt down inside.

I would cry quietly so no one would hear.

You heard me 

You wiped my tears 

You knew my fears, and you fought for me. 

When demons and devils came my way, you sent angels with flaming wings to stand and fight for the child of the king.

I am yours; I know that now. 

I wish I believed it back then. 

I wish I committed my entire life to you as you did when you died for me. 

When you gave your life for me 

See, your dreams were to save me, to make me whole.

To show me a new light, a new life I had never known. 

All this time, I treated you wrong. 

I let outside influences get in my way.

I let my friends and my dreams stop me from acknowledging the most important person in my life.

I let my own selfish desires turn me from the man who answers my prayers. 

But now I know 

Now I understand

You mean the world to me, Jesus, because you are my best friend 

You are my greatest friend. 

Because through it all, you’ve never let me down

Through it all, you held me close as I was fighting to pull away.

I was running away, and you waited for me to come back to you.

And I know I don’t deserve the blood that was shed for me. 

You loved me and continue to love me no matter what I do.

No matter the bumps or the bruises you receive 

No matter if the devil taunts you on how your children are not what they seem 

Jesus, you still hear my prayers when my eyes close in reverence in your name. 

You’re still fighting my battles like mothers who protect their cubs from their prey.

O God, you are merciful and great.

You are the epitome of grace. 

So on this day

The day we celebrate the meaning and the emotions of love. 

There is no one I would rather be with 

Jesus, I love you so much. 

I thank you for never stop loving me. 

You are my savior; you are my king.

You are the alpha and omega. 

The beginning and the end 

You are the first and last, and soon I’ll be with you forever. 

From, 

Your Child 

P.S: Sometimes, when my eyes travel and my imaginations run free, I can almost hear the trumpets quietly. See you soon.