He loves me … He loves me …
This poem has been in my poem book (a collection of my own writings and my favorites) for years. I received this poem from my secret prayer pal when I was in college and she wrote it for me. I thought I would share it with you today to encourage you.
Have you ever pulled the petals from a flower
Saying to yourself, “He loves me, he loves me not.”
And the last petal said “Not”?
It’s a foolish little game
And I always feel rather bad
When the last petal ends with “not”!
With God it never ends that way.
Every petal says to me,
“He loves me, He loves me!”
God’s love is always,
And forever and NOW
But never “not!”