'Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world'. I was a child, wasn't I? Therefore, Jesus loved me. Or He OUGHT to love me. There were many times when I didn't feel loved. But I was young and immature and didn't understand the nature of love. I thought if God really loved me, things would be a lot different.
So I prayed. A lot.
Things didn't change.
Except my understanding. As I got a bit older, probably around ten, I began to see, in a very limited way, how God was using events in my life.
It was also about this time that I began to believe in the sovereignty of God. Or maybe I was just getting a glimpse of what "sovereignty" meant. Of course, I didn't know that word, but I knew and believed that God had to be in complete control of everything or He wasn't God.
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