He Loves Me…He Loves Me Not

“He loves me, he loves me not.” I plucked the white daisy petals, deciding the outcome of my childhood crush.

Daisy Petal Hope

Years later during a Sunday church service, daisies on my dress stirred those memories as I waited for my pastor-husband Mike to call me to the platform. He’d asked me to share the long journey of praying for my father to come to Christ. First we watched the Billy Graham video Hope for America—a Message of the Cross.

While I waited for my cue, the white-and-yellow daisies on a background of black seemed to blossom on my dress. The Lord put an image in my heart of plucking flower petals, representing a young girl’s hope for love. The image conveyed a message.

As a young girl, I longed for love—especially from a father. But my father left for several years. Starting in childhood we form beliefs about love. Beliefs about God often shape what we think about love.

There may be unbelief in God’s existence. Or we may believe there’s a God but form wrong thoughts about His character in these three ways.

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