"Mom, I am glad God picked me for you and you for me."
"Oh, I don't know. But I am happy here in THIS family, with you as the Mom and Dad as the Dad."
"Oh Wow.....well, honey, I am glad God picked me for you and you for me too."
"Why are you glad, Mom?"
"Because now,....... I can do this!" I said as I picked her up and carried her to bed, tickling her on our way down the hall.
This is a moment I want to remember, the day my 7 year old daughter looked at me with such love, such happiness that she felt overwhelmed with gratitude to God for His perfect design. You can't buy moments like that. You can't ask for them either. It's truly genuine when they are spontaneous eruptions of gratitude for life's gifts.
I see a tiny wisdom of God's plan here when He gave us free will. It's our choice. And when we love Him, as the parent He is to us, freely, then it's the most genuine, sincere and authentic love that we can possibly give.