But what about me? I have lots of trouble and I need help, so I want God to think about me. God, you are the one that helps me and saves me. God, my God, please come and help me now and don’t wait.
God, my God, you have done lots of powerful things for us. And you have lots and lots of good plans for us. Nobody is like you. You do so many great things that I can’t say them all. If I try to say them all, I’ll talk for ever and never stop talking.
Jesus said to him, “Wild dogs have places where they can sleep, and wild birds have nests they can sleep in. But I haven’t got a home to lie down and sleep in, even though I’m God’s special man from heaven.”
Listen to me, my good Christian friends. God picks out poor people, and he helps them to trust him properly. He promises to give them a good place in his family. He promises that to everybody that loves him. In the end those poor people will be really rich.
People rubbished him, but he didn’t rubbish them back. They hit him with whips, but he didn’t talk to them in a bad way. No, he trusted God. God is the one that judges fairly.
God loves you, and he is looking after you, so tell him about everything that makes you sad, or angry, or worried, and trust him to look after you properly.