God, You created this entire universe, so vast and beautiful, so mysterious and wonderful.
You also created me.  You conceived me before I was born.  You knit me together in my mother’s womb.  And You patterned me after yourself.
You love me, even me.  You know every thought before I express it, every word before I speak it.  Yet You love me.
  And You want me to know and love You.   You want that more than anything.
My Cretor, I don’t want to ignore such an intruguing possibility.

God,
I want to know You.  Help me to know You.