This morning on the way to daycare, my little girl wanted to dance. I turned up the radio.... (don't remember the song that was playing)... and we danced. I'm sure the cars around me enjoyed it as much as she did. When that fast, upbeat song ended she said "uh oh- it's over."
But, then she wanted to sing. She started singing Jesus Loves Me. That picture (looking in the rear view mirror) of my daughter singing that song with all her heart will stay with me always.
It makes me wonder if God looks down at me when I sing to him with all my heart, and feels that same swell of emotions??
I have always known how much God loves me, but I never understood (and probably still don't) the depths of that love until my daughter was born. I am truly blessed. Thank you.
This reminds me of our trip back from Blue Mesa. Callie singing "Brick House" was one of the cutest things.
ReplyDeleteI think I am enjoying watching Callie grow up just as much as you are! (Well...maybe not QUITE as much.) ~Diana