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Written by Patricia Ann 7/10/2024
Romans 8:28 says, "For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord."
I remember when I was a little girl, I would go out into the yard in the summer and pick flowers. Someone had taught me once to pull out the petals one by one and count them. "He loves me...he loves me not." Of course, the goal was to always have that last petal be the "He loves me" petal. Dandelions were my favorite. They had dense brighty colored petals and were always abundant in our yard.
You see, even from a young age, we learn that it is important be "loved." We seek love. Sometimes, it's easy to find love and sometimes we discover that we have looked for love in all lthe wrong places.
I think I spent countless hours with my dandelions on what seemed like endless summer days. Out of school for the summer and home alone while my parents were at work, it was just me and my dandelions, as I pulled those petals out one by one. "He loves me, he loves me not." "He loves me not" happened the majority of the time and I remember that sometimes, I would pull extra petals to make that last petal say, "I love you!" After all, I was seeking love! Whose love was I seeking as a young child? Well, I think I put the names of different boys I had a crush on at school on each flower before I started petal pulling.
Fast forward many years. I stopped petal pulling, but now as I write this, I may go find a dandelion tomorrow and enjoy those chidhood memories for a moment in time! I am confident, however, that regardless of that last petal standing, I do alaready know who loves me the Most!
I never was lucky at love. It seemed elusive to me growing up and that was ok somehow.
One day, I met the One who loves me the Most. I didn't know until I met Him that He was the One I had always been searching for.
My Jesus was in the petals on every dandelion every summer! And I am pretty sure that as I sat seeking a mysterious summer romantic love in a dandelion petal, my Jesus was always beside me whispering to me, "I love you." He's that way, you know! Jesus loves each of us the Most!
When we are children, He watches us when we play (or when we pick dandelions). He watches over us as we grow older and as we learn to navigate through our many life experiences, both happy and sad. Oh, how Jesus loves to hear
our laughter! That joy that we feel inside comes from Himself. It is a beautiful shared intimacy. And when we are sad with tears streaming down our cheeks and to the floor, Jesus catches those tears as they fall. He wipes away the tears from our eyes and His presence is known in a gentle calm that overtakes us. It's a sense that all will be ok.
The love and compassion of Jesus cannot be compared to any earthy love! Jesus' love is the Most beautiful and accepting love. It is unconditional, uncompromising and uncontrollable. We cannot ever make Him stop loving us!
Romans 8:28 says, "For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
My prayer for today is that we become as expectant of finding true love, as a little girl plucking the dandelion petals speaking, "He loves me, he loves me not." May we instead forever speak, "He loves me! He loves me! Jesus loves me! Yes! Jesus loves me the Most!!
Jeremiah 31:3 The LORD appeared to us in the past, saying: “I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness." ❤️
Blessings to all in Christ Jesus. Amen
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Beautiful. Thank you for sharing the love and peace of Jesus. He is in the sweet aroma of a cool spring morning breeze, pastel flower petals, and flowing words of life. Thank Holy Spirit for quiet comfort in my heart.