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With her dark curly hair laying close to her neck and maybe even a little scruffy from a day at play, she composed herself enough to sing a song to her Daddy. The words seemed to be made up as she went because of her overwhelming excitement at his arrival, but maybe they were really thought out and a complete rendition of what was truly in her heart. She finally had his attention and he certainly had all of hers. Since I wasn't there, I can imagine my beautiful niece had a pretend microphone created from whatever was close by at the time and was swaying to the music in her own mind as she sang the words, “My heart is connected to your heart.”

In my own sweet time of prayer just yesterday, I felt my heart connected to God's heart. I wanted to know the big dreams He wants to live out through me even though I struggle to simply believe Him sometimes, yet He still longs for my ultimate trust.

My mind went to His request to take no thought of what I will need, what I will wear or what food I would even have in front of me. I don't believe He was asking me to live a life of poverty because He already said He would supply my needs, but this was simply a request to trust Him, really trust Him with a child-like faith.

When I have confidence in my own ability to take care of things, to make more money, to pay the bills, to look out for the house, then that's when fear creeps in and I feel the need to “protect” instead of share.

So, from a tranquil place in the corner of my room, I began to sing a song to My Daddy, a song of complete trust and deep gratitude of just belonging to Him. It hardly had a tune and I'm sure after a day of homeschooling, housecleaning, and getting ready for an 8-hour work-shift, I was a little unkempt and my song didn't have much rhyme, but yet it was a complete expression of my heart with words that were made up at that moment because, like my niece, I too was filled with the overwhelming excitement that my Daddy was near and I had all of His attention because I am His little girl.