A few days ago, I pray that God gives my daughters a happy heart. It is a simple, honest prayer.
I wake up, and I laugh at that little baby hummingbird at the feeder. I replaced the nectar with fresh sugar water (I even added in more sugar just for her), and I watch how she finds the nectar and then stays for the longest time just sucking it all down. She’s so full of nectar that her flight seems wobbly when she finally departs!
Then I turn to the raspberry patch with my youngest, and we feast on ripe berries right there in the garden.
It’s all there for the taking–the nectar and the berries–and we fill up, wobbly and unashamed to be so happy.
I’m praying for your happy heart!