God knows every inch of me.
He made me. He created me. He made my mind. My heart. My soul. My talents. All of me. He knows everything I worry about, and looks at me with love and compassion.
He sits with me always, right beside me, protecting me.
I don’t have to struggle alone, waiting until I’m “good” or in a “place of understanding about God” to pray. I can talk to him anytime. He wants to hear from me. He loves me. I don’t have to wait to talk to him — I can talk to him now.
He’ll never leave me, loves me more than life itself. I am not alone.