Guess what, Abba? I was just thinking of you and how you love me so much.
But I’m feeling a little low today, Abba.
Lift me up.
Carry me you always do when I am tired and sad.
I bring you my broken heart to fix, a child who brings his broken toy to his father to fix.
I know you can make it good as new.
I love you too.
Your little child.