I am quite aware that at the age of five my grandson Jackson has no concept of just how big "a million" is, but to him it was the biggest thing he could think of, and to me it was some of the sweetest words I have ever heard.
Jackson has no idea that his sweet, little-boy sentence was so endearing to me. It reminded me of times his daddy used to say similar things to me. Jackson cannot understand how much the love of a child means to an adult.
Similarly, I don't think we can understand how much our expressions of love -- no matter how feeble and inadequate we think they are -- mean to the Lord. Our simple expression of "I love you more than a million" to our Lord is possibly the sweetest sounds He hears.
" . . .the prayer of the upright is His delight."