My personal favorite flowers are Daisies. They are so simple and sweet with their beautiful bright white petals that surround the brilliant sunshine yellow center. I love how they look when they grow wild and a gentle breeze causes them to sway in tandem against a hill of vibrant green grass. This sight takes my breath away every time I see it!
I remember when I was a young girl playing the "He loves me, he loves me not" game. It was with my very first crush while in fifth grade. His name was Tim. One by one I pulled each petal off the small white daisy, asking the two questions alternately – He loves me – He loves me not. I was so excited when I got my answer…He loved me! Tim asked me to wear his ID bracelet a few days later. I was broken hearted when a few months had past and he wanted his bracelet back. It was over. He loved me not!
Even though my first go at the He loves me – He loves me not game was a complete and utter failure – I tried it again, then again, and yet again. I thought that this sweet little flower was telling me the truth. I was never the girl that all the guys wanted to date. The truth is I only had a few boyfriends. A couple of them were very special, yet we didn’t make it. They loved me not!
I have come to a place in my life where I see love differently than I did when I was a young girl, or even as young woman. I have the most wonderful husband now…He loves me! However, as in love as we are – I know that there is a LOVE that is greater than ours!
I came to know Jesus as my personal Savior when I was eleven. I knew that Jesus loved me…but, I didn’t understand the total and unconditional love that He has for me. It wasn’t until I was in my mid-thirties that it started to become evident that He loved me more that I had ever imagined. Jesus loved me, in spite of my mess ups! I have made many mistakes along life’s way, but Jesus remained consistent!
Daisies still are my very favorite flowers. They are exactly the same as I remember them as a young girl. Their beautiful bright white petals remind me of how the love of Jesus has washed me white as snow. Their brilliant sunshine yellow centers reminds me that I am to keep Jesus in the center of all I do, and all I am. I also know that regardless of how many petals are plucked or pulled away, that in the end, the last one will always reveal that – He loves me!
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