Recently, I feel like God has given me a few pictures that capture 'new' things He's teaching me. There's something about pictures that just connect better with my heart and mind.
In one of these pictures, I find myself sitting in a field of daisies. Normally one might pick up a flower and absentmindedly pluck off petals one at a time repeating the phrases 'he loves me' and 'he loves me not'. It seemed though that with every petal I pulled off I was compelled to say 'he loves me'. No matter how many flowers I picked up, each petal seemed to resonate the same thing--'he loves me'. It seemed too good to be true and yet unlike the false claims of the world, it is very true. He loves me. And there doesn't seem to be anything I can do to change that.
HE LOVES ME.
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