There used to be a time in my youth where you could hear me reciting "he loves me, he loves me not" while watching the dainty daisy petals fall to the ground, each remaining one moving closer to sealing my fate for that given day. But then, I grew older and something happened. A baby changed everything! A babe came into the world....and changed MY world. I no longer have to wonder about fleeting love or play that roulette game of love or loss anymore. Daisies will always remind me of the love that a little babe, born in a manger, had for me before I was even born......and at Christmas time I am always reminded of just how great that love is for me. "For a child will be born to us, a son will be given to us.....and His name will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Eternal Father, Prince of Peace." (Is 9:6). Merry Christmas! (photo taken with LB Velvet 56)

He loves me, He loves me not.