I have heard the words 'I love you' thousands of times and I know I am truly loved by many. But today I feel so happy as if the whole world had just told me it loves me.
Indeed, I have never felt so loved (by God especially) until I watched and heard this...
This is my son, Enoe, who is over three and a half years old. At his age, he still stammers and his vocabulary is still quite limited. Honestly, I am a little worried already but as a mother I am hopeful he will improve immensely as he progress in school.
Today as he recited a poem in front of an audience of around 30 people, I feel not only happiness and pride for my son, but also my heart is filled with gratefulness to God.
"Most of all, I love you".
Yes, my dear boy, most of all, I love you. Very much.