Sunday, April 17, 2011
After I pulled her out of bed, she kept saying it over and over to herself and to me. I would answer her and she would laugh in that sweet way that she has. She was so excited over it that she could barely contain herself. Then Daniel came out from being with Ashton and she kept telling him, "Momma!" It made my heart swell. We eventually got her back down to bed and I'm happy to report that since then she's been calling out to me on a regular basis!
It does make me wonder though. My heart swelled with pride and joy when she started regularly saying Momma this weekend. If that little thing can give me so much joy, I wonder how much more joy God gets from us when we call out Abba, Father?