If you have read the book Captivating: Unveiling the Mystery of a Woman's Soul by John and Stasi Eldredge, then you are probably already familiar with the concept of a "kiss from God". Though slightly cheesy-sounding, I loved the concept of receiving a display of a personal relationship with my Father. In the book, Stasi spoke of praying for a sign of His affection, and moments later she stumbled upon thousands of bright starfish while walking on the beach. She then grew to have a special fondness for starfish, and it became a symbol of God's unique love for her. I read this with hunger, wanting to have for myself a sort of physical, daily reminder that God loves me and knows me intimately. I began to pray that He would reveal to me a symbol of His love for me, and I felt assured that when the moment was right, He would.
Three summers ago, I was going for a walk outside of Loussac Library, around the fountains and through trees and patches of overgrown weeds. It was raining and the ground was absolutely covered with mud- and the weather matched my mood. I was struggling with my purity and utterly crying out that God would assure me that I was clean and forgiven and beautiful. I was praying for clean hands and a pure heart (yes, just like the worship song...) and desperately hoping that God would show me that I could have those very things. I also asked (well, begged) that at this time He would bestow on me His kiss, so that I could see and know and taste His salvation and love for me. As I trudged along through the muddy lawn, splashing in puddles of brown water and becoming as filthy outside as I was trying not to feel inside, I looked down and felt the Spirit of God tell me, "Look, my darling, here it is! Here is My proof to you that I love you! This is exactly what I see when I look at you!" There, growing out of the flooded and dirty ground, was a perfectly white and perfectly pure little daisy. There was my kiss from God- my very own symbol of how much He delights in me, and a reminder that Christ's blood washed me clean and I am now pure. Among the flooded and dirty world, I shine like a pure white flower, an image of my Divine Creator; and among all of my dirt and sin, my salvation triumphs and Christ shines through.
Needless to say, I became OBSESSED with daisies. Not even a week later, I bought a purity ring that is a circle of silver daisies around my finger. It is one of my most prized possessions, and even when I get married, I will continue to wear it on another finger, as a representation of my commitment to purity and to daily accepting God's grace. The flower itself is commonly known to represent purity, innocence, loyal love, beauty, patience and simplicity- all character traits that I value in my Lord and that I aim to reflect. Everything I own pretty much has daisies on it now, and I love it. How blessed I am to have a God who takes the time to delight in me and give me the desires of my heart- who whispers to me and calls to me and pursues and romances me! ^.^