"He Loves Me" - Story
He loves me... He loves me not... He loves me... He loves me not...
We go back and forth in our lives feeling like we are on top of the world or see it crashing down upon us. We get that promotion and feel satisfied and deserving. We get in a car wreck and feel like it is the worst timing and undeserving. We contract infections and diseases and have many surgeries. We have someone we love and lose them for it was never meant to be. We have family that pass on and we never got to say goodbye early. We pluck the petals, back and forth we let our thoughts and emotions be dictated by what we see. If we run out of petals then we give up. We don't think we are loved. Our abuse was because of You and you don't love us. Why did you take her away from me? Why do I have to be sick for so long? What did I do to deserve this? The boat dock I am sitting on begins to shift and pieces fly away.
All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls. - 1 Peter 1:24
For what good does it help us if we determine our well being by the short time we are here? It is but temporary. When we are plucking away saying, "He loves me, He loves me not, He loves me, He loves me not", where does that get us?
Yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. - James 4:14
The petals I keep plucking are about to run out. I sit and wait. Wondering if I'm going to be ok. I go back and forth ready to fly away but still wanting to stay.
Last one, "He loves me."
The woman that bought this art piece asked me what it was about. This woman had been sick and her body was very frail. She said that she saw herself in the little girl. When I told her that it was about "He loves me, he loves me not" she instantly connected with it and with tears said to me, "I am going to be O.K."