She said it...

So we've been up and out of bed for all of half an hour this morning, and my kid has already said three things that have made Mommy a little tearful.

1. She was wondering around the living room, spotted the Christmas tree, and started saying, "Mommy. Lights" over and over and over. So I turned on the tree lights, and she sat her little chair and said, in a hushed little whisper, "Wow!"

2. More wandering around the living room, chattering at nothing, when she stopped and looked at me and said, "Mommy. Amazing."

3. (This one happened first, but I saved it for the end for dramatic effect. I'm clever like that.) While I changed her diaper this morning, she was thumbing through a little board book she has on Easter. Lately, she likes to 'read' books to herself, so I was ignoring most of the chattering directed at the book. But she kept saying a couple of syllables over and over, so finally I paid attention to the page she was on - the page that depicts the women standing at the empty tomb. Grace was saying, over and over, "Not there! Not there!"

Indeed, my precious Grace, He is not there. And it is amazing.

I suppose I suspected it before now, but now I'm utterly convinced: God reveals himself to even our tiniest souls in his own way, in ways that they understand, long before any 'age of accountability' that we may be able to discern.

So...I'm thinking it's gonna be a great day!