I believe Jesus.

Libby was standing on the bed, she said "HUG!" and wrapped her little arms around me. She then said in a hushed voice, "I'm so happy!" We were laying on my bed reading books and she was fascinated with my bracelet. It's engraved with the word "believe". So I told her what it said. "Believe. It says Believe, Libby." I explained how we believe in God. I said sometimes it's hard to believe certain things about God but they're true. I told her that I believed God is good and that He loves us and has a special plan for our lives. So she said believe several times and that was that. She went to sleep soon after. When she woke she reached for my bracelet and said, "Believe." I said, "that's right, believe."

She turned to me and said, "I believe Jesus."

I don't know where that came from but I started crying. How beautiful to hear my little girl say that to me. I hadn't mentioned Jesus, just God. It makes me wonder how much her little spirit is taking in. May she grow to know Him and love Him more each day. I'm not saying she's a Christian now or that she understands the Gospel; I'm just excited to see God tugging at her heart at such a young age.