Oh how the pride swells within a momma's heart! My little man discovered the black and whites today. Sitting on my lap this afternoon as I played a little for him, the young maestro decided that mom needed some accompaniment and began plunking out a few notes of his own. Though they may be out of time and out of tune, Beethoven's 5th couldn't have sounded sweeter. It is through moments like these that I am beginning to get a glimpse of how my heavenly father loves me. Despite my greatest efforts, the best I could ever accomplish is as that discordant melody, and yet He looks at me and pride swells in my Daddy's heart.
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