Overwhelmed, amazed, and humbled that the God of the Universe really thinks about me me!?! Like he has a picture of me in His wallet and loves to show it to His buddies.
“Hey look Jesus, here's my other son, Trey. He's a good son. Sure, he blows it here and there. And don't even get me started about the wild thoughts that go through his head sometimes. Sheesh. He'll even forget to call or ask me what I think about decisions. But you know what, I'm crazy about him. No, really, I can't quit thinking about him.”
When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; What is man, that thou art mindful of him? (Psalms 8:3, 4 KJV)