Precious in His Sight

The doorbell rang. It was almost dark and I wasn’t expecting anyone. My 9-year-old great grandson smiled at me through the glass in the front door. How sweet of him to visit! Of course, he knows I always have his favorite cookies at my house. As I hugged and gave him a kiss on top of his head, I thought how precious he is to me! Then I thought if I feel this way, as a flawed human being, how much more does God, who IS Love, love each one of us individually as his most precious child!