Everyone loves you and so do I. But there is no jealousy.
Because You are Oxygen. But our bodies are not only Oxygen. They are also full of self and the good and bad that is everyone.
We are mini You’s. With god complexes. Masters of “our” universe, which is actually Your Youniverse.
And You gave us a Way out. A skin of humanity. For the Designer of the Youniverse.
You made Your Skin die. To rescue the game. You made us a place. There is no greater name.
Thank you Jesus. I love you God. Your Spirit is the air I breathe and the water I drink.