I am a wife to an engineer who wishes he was a carpenter and a mother to three children. I love things like little girls in pink dresses with lots of tulle, Jesus because He loved me first, little boys in baseball caps, scripture verses that I am pretty sure were written just for me, a cup of coffee with hazelnut creamer, my satisfied soul during worship at our church, watching my husband draw out something really cool that he will soon build for me, a newly renovated room, candles, buying discounted furniture for rooms that only exist in my head, my cell phone, Aaron Shust music, Jimmy Buffett music (without the occasional bad word), and the movie You've Got Mail.
The same God that knit you together in your mother's womb, and watched you while you were in your secret place... still watches over you today. The same God that knows the number of hairs upon your head, and has more thoughts for you than the grains of sand...is thinking good thoughts of you this very second. Your God knows your path, and hears you when you cry out to Him. Resist the tendency to allow your emotions to dictate whether or not you believe that your God loves you; as our feelings are sometimes false. Even if you do not feel loved, know with great certainty that your Father in heaven adores you beyond comprehension.
Walk through your Monday believing Psalm 139, you won't be able to resist smiling.