We have daisies that grow in our garden in the summertime.
They never last as long as I would like them to.
But every time I look at them, I am reminded of those times as a little girl when I would sit on my front porch picking the petals off
one….by one….by one.
‘He loves me, He loves me not.’
‘He loves me, He loves me not.’
The words would float into the air like a prayer on the wings of a butterfly.
I always loved it the most when the 2nd to last petal would already tell me the answer I was looking for and the game would end with the words ‘He loves me’.
I would giggle & run off.
Pigtails flying in the breeze.
Joy radiated the day because the cute boy that lived down the street ‘loved me’ and that’s all that my sweet little heart needed.
And each petal that once had meaning was now strewn across our yard.
I have been given daisies every day my entire life.
Small treasures from God.
Presented to me in His own Mighty hands.
Not in the form of petal & stem but in the circumstances & events that make me who I am.
In those times of trial & tears, it’s easy to pull off the last petal & say to myself, ‘if He did love me then why am I going through ‘this’ or ‘that’.
In times of beauty & blessing, the evidence is clear that He loves me. There is no need to question.
But as I sit on my porch, picking the petals off the daisies I am given, there is only one real answer. No matter what I go through, no matter what I face, no matter the choices I make or tears I shed….He Loves Me….no matter what!
He loves me when my bank account doesn’t reap abundance.
He loves me when I am not a good mom or wife or friend.
He loves me when I hurt & when I mourn.
When I sing & when I dance.
He loves me when I am impatient & imperfect. Intolerant & incapable.
He holds out His hand to me every day with a gift. What I unwrap might not be what I was hoping for or wanting but He knows where my heart needs to be. He knows the true gift. There is nothing that He gives to me that isn’t in His plan to bring me closer to Him.
And as the petals fall to the ground, even in the winter when it’s dark & cold & I don’t feel like there is much to be thankful for, the only words I can hear myself say, are…..
He Loves Me!!
He Loves Me!!
He Loves Me!!
By Tracy Sorg, Words To Live By
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Dear Tracy,
What you wrote is so beautiful — and so true. But it definitely wasn’t where my mind and heart were. Until now. Thank you for this reminder from Him! He loves me! 🙂
PS – Daisies are my favorite flower! 🙂
Beautifully written reminder. I remember playing the same game with daisies when I was younger and doing the same thing with God today. I had just never equated the two. Thanks for sharing.
To walk in the fullness of His love….yes, that is that ultimate gift. Beautiful prose here!
He loves me, he loves me, he loves me! I loved what you said about there being nothing God gives us that isn’t expected to bring us closer to Him. How very true!
I want to love like Him.
Praying that our entire (in) courage community feels His love this Holiday season.
xo
just beautiful.
Holding my grandchild in my arms today reminded me of the way the Lord holds me, holds me with a love even greater than I have for my little one, holds me with the delight that is sweeter than even what I know. Thank you for the wonderful reminder of God’s love for us.
Thank you for this. How my heart needed to hear this!! Going through something that has gone on much longer than I ever hoped for and sometimes I can’t see the “light at the end of the tunnel.” This and an email I received today from my mom reminded me that God knows. THANK YOU for reminding me again!!!
“I have been given daisies every day my entire life.” I love this way of looking at the world! Thanks for sharing it with us.
That’s unconditional love from the Original Source of love! Thank you for sharing this today.
He defines our very existence by His Love. May we believe Him when He speaks, “My Beloved Child . . .”
Tracy, these are just the right words for welcoming in Thanksgiving–a reminder that we find God’s love not just in the big things but in the small, the whispers of love that follow us throughout the year. I’ll remember tomorrow to say “thank you” for those too! So glad your words are with us…
Tracy, thanks for the reminder that His love is not about our doing well to earn it, but about Him, our Father, simply loving us in whatever condition we’re in. It’s easy to believe in His love when we feel like we’re living up to what the Word teaches, but when we’re not, and we’re just moving through the day in faith, in the valley, it’s much harder. Being reminded today that He loves me “when I am impatient & imperfect. Intolerant & incapable” is exactly the encouragement I need to simply hold on to the hem of His gament and allow Him to get those things out of me. There is such a renewed confidence in knowing that wherever He guides us is intended for our good, our growth, our drawing nearer to Him. Thanks for allowing Him to use you to bless my day and to be the lifter of my head.
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