day 75: just about melted my heart

On the way to church this morning, timed perfectly between the "I don't wanna listen to this song!" and the "Mom, she kicked me!" and the "Mom, what time are we going swimming?" Reagan piped up.

"Mom, how did God know when I was just a little baby exactly which mom and dad I'd want?"

I smiled. Told her that God just always seems to know what's best for us, usually before we even do.

"Well, I'm glad he does, cause I wouldn't have chosen anyone else to be my parents."

Exactly what I needed at exactly the right moment.