sweet lullaby

I overheard Ella singing a sweet song to God tonight. As I quietly approached her bedside as to not interrupt the sweet lullaby, I heard something like this:

You are real.
You are real.
And you will heal me.
You are big and you are strong.
You made the flowers
and you make me happy.
You are real and I love you.
When I go to heaven
I will be happy to stay with you.
You are my friend
and I love you.

There was such a sweetness in this short moment, that I had to be still and drink it in. I know that God's heart was touched by her worship of Him and my heart overflows because she recognizes His goodness toward her! I pray that she will grow to love him more every day. Ella, you are such a light to me!