Singing a prayer.

Just about five minutes ago I walked out of Sofia's room after reading her a Bible story and praying with her. Nothing unusual because this is our nightly routine. But now she has me in tears.

My little girl is in the room singing away. The tune you wouldn't know. The words are her own. And her heart...knows that there is a God.

"Jesus, Jesus...Jesus, Jesus...you are special. Yes you are. You are special, yes you are. Jesus, Jesus, you are special."

"God is strong oh yes he is. God is strong oh yes he is. God is strong and you are not because he is the strongest."

"Selah you need to love Jesus. Selah you need to love God. Selah you need to love Jesus because he loves you."

The room now is quiet. She sleeps. And my heart...knows that there is a God.