“I see you… pretty girl… I love you so much”
Words I whisper to my baby when she wakes up, when she cries, when she smiles at me, as she’s learning about this great big world. I hope these words I’m speaking into her ears reach her heart. I hope she carries the truth of them always. I hope she knows that my words are a reflection of God’s perfect love for her.
Isn’t this what we all crave? For somebody to see us, truly, to our very soul, and call us beautiful? To love us? He does, you know. Before we even knew Him, God called us beautiful. He fashioned us carefully and tenderly while we were yet unborn, and stamped His image upon us. Nothing else on earth can claim this beauty that is ours alone.