I Picked up my granddaughter this morning.
Her day to spend with grandma.
In the back seat she is singing songs she learned at Vacation Bible School.
Over and over
She is singing.
I Know My God is Real and Nothing will Change How I Feel.
Over and over her little voice is proclaiming this.
I looked in the rear view mirror at her.
Her little face radiant.
The thought on my mind.
May she always proclaim this.