He Tells Me He Loves Me…

I’m just a girl.
“You were not a mistake, for all your days are written in my book. Psalm 139:15-16
I determined the exact time of your birth and where you would live. Acts 17:26
You are fearfully and wonderfully made. Psalm 139:14 Yahweh is in awe over his creation of us and fears us as we do Him…
I knit you together in your mother’s womb. Psalm 139:13
And brought you forth on the day you were born.” Psalm 71:6

I have no “gigantic secret” when it comes to my salvation, when it comes to being a christian.
“Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand. James 1:17
For I am your provider and I meet all your needs. Matthew 6:31-33
My plan for your future has always been filled with hope.” Jeremiah 29:11

My father told me he loved me on the night he died, I never heard the words from him before that.
“In me you live and move and have your being. Acts 17:28
For you are my offspring.” Acts 17:28

I told him I loved him, I was terrified of him but moma always said, “tell your daddy you love him” and I, being the obedient and timid daughter, I always did what I was told.
I’m sure I loved him, at the very least I looked up to him.
You may not know me, but I know everything about you. Psalm 139:1
I know when you sit down and when you rise up. Psalm 139:2
I am familiar with all your ways. Psalm 139:3

My Father, my real Father who has always been there for me.

He tells me He loves me…no matter what.
After my earthly father died, I could never understand why his work and his community were so much more important than his family. I’m very grateful that I had a father at all. I learned to be a servant as well, but taking care of my family first. I understood the need, but why did he have to volunteer for everything that came along. Why couldn’t he desire to be with his wife and his children. “I offer you more than your earthly father ever could.” Matthew 7:11

My real Father, my Heavenly Father shows me and tells me that He loves me in so many ways.
Through all of nature and this beauty that astounds us.
Through the birds singing, children laughing, a cat that rubs against my leg wanting food to eat. He tells me He loves me through friends I hold dear, through love that was long forgotten, through smiles, laughter and through tears. “You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.” Psalm 56:8

My Father tells me He loves me in the rain, the wind, the ice, the storm and He tells me He loves me in a pure white snow — untouched and left clean of the world around us.
The glistening of the crystals — who could make up something so amazing and minutely detailed as a snowflake; only those works of the Almighty and Most High Elohim. Who can grow a child from conception through 9 months inside of a being, no one but our Yahweh can!

I know through all these things and many more; through His word that He loves me…no matter what. No matter how many times I fail or mess things up, no matter how many times I forget to thank Him or praise Him, no matter how many times my selfishness might cause me to stumble and I don’t give Him my best, He still loves me. I love Him too…no matter what.

Published by Nancy

I’m a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother, a writer, a friend. I cook, clean, work, teach, study, live, love and laugh, but when it’s all said and done, I still feel empty. I want what I can’t have, I’ve wanted it for a long time but it was taken. I thought to myself, the desire for it should go away now that I’ve prayed…I’ve cried, begged, pleaded and even pretended it wasn’t there; I cry out to God and beg Him to please just take this from me, do something to strip me of the earthly desires, of the evil in my heart and nothing happens…it’s still there and some days it’s hard to swallow and suck down the tears inside, it hurts so much and in one brief moment, it could all be gone so quickly! He gives me words to bless others with and release my own thoughts.

2 thoughts on “He Tells Me He Loves Me…

    1. Yes, I agree. The only way I could think to put words to paper, so to speak, is to use this compare and contrast how my earthly father felt about me to how my Heavenly Father shows and writes and tells me each day how very special I am to Him, the one who placed His Spirit in me and gave me the first breath of life. Thank you so much for all you have shown me and caused me to open my eyes to. I don’t believe words, as precious as they are to me, could ever express my gratitude for all you have taught me.


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