Thanks guys for all your sms-es.
I was blissfully sick.

Well, being sick physically affects the heart.
My heart ached.
It aches and longs for You.

It's all about you, Jesus.
It's not about me.
You don't have to do things my way.

I'm wilful. Yes.
I'm rash. Yes.
My life's a mess. Yes.

I'm starting to feel again.
My senses are telling me i'm feeling pain.
I feel agin.

Jesus, take control.