The best Mother's Day I ever had was last year, May 2010 and that is saying something since I am not a mother, well not physically anyway. My sister's three year old grandaughter, Kirsten was staying with us that weekend. She is a delightful little girl we all love and I always have a good time with her. We were on the couch watching cartoons and Kirsten was laying with her head in my lap eating her Dora fruit snacks. After a few minutes and for no apparent reason, she looked up at me tenderly with those big blues, gently touched my cheek with her little sticky fingers and said, "I love you". My heart melted. I replied "I love you too" blinking back tears. That had never happened to me before...ever. She went back to watching cartoons while I savoured this wonderful moment. I didn't do anything special for her to say that to me, she just wanted to. It was the best Mother's Day gift I ever got.
I love this little girl so very much and I cherish our relationship. I thought about our Heavenly Father and how He must delight in our "I love you" for no apparent reason. When we, His children, reach up toward heaven with our little sicky fingers, sticky from the world, from sin or whatever we have been into and touch the face of God and say I love you, I think His heart melts. I think He delights in us far more than we realize. I think He longs for a deeper relationship with us. I think He longs to hear more 'I love you' s for no apparent reason other than we just want to tell Him. I want to tell Him more often...because now I know how it must make Him feel.
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