One Sunday when our grandson Peter was a toddler we spent a week-end with our daughter and husband. When we walked into the nursery after church to retrieve Peter, Peter looked at his mother, then at me, then his grandpa. He headed right into Grandpa’s arms. Grandpa loved it. He made sure we all noticed that Peter had checked out his options and then chose him.
I think God must notice, too, when we get up in the morning and, in our minds, consider our options. There are always plenty of things we can begin our days with, but God must smile when we head straight to be with Him.
Thank You, Jesus, for always welcoming me.