My Father, it's me, your child, Michael.
I remember when You first called my name.
I was only 5 when You adopted me.
Do you remember that little boy kneeling at the alter?
That's where they told me I would find You.
I believed them, and You were there.
I said, "Jesus, come into my heart."
That's what they told me to say to You.
I believed them, and You came in that day.
You came as your son, Jesus and as the Holy Spirit.
You have been right here with me ever since.
Has it really been 50 years?
I am older now, but I am still your child, Michael.
My body has become ill, and I would like to be well.
They told me that if I would ask You, You would heal me.
I believed them, so I am asking. Father, will You make me well?
Oh, and I have a lot of friends who are ill.
Some of them want to know if You will heal them too.
I said that You would, and they believed me.
Will You heal my friends too?
Father, I know that I don't tell You often enough.
I love You.
and p.s.... thanks.