I know God loves me because he is paying attention, even when I wish he wouldn't.
One thursday, many years ago, I was in a place I should not have been. The very next Sunday a friend at church asked if I was doing all right. Sure, I'm doing fine. She said, well last Thursday I just felt like I should pray for you for some reason.
God let me know three things.
1. He knows where I am and what I'm doing.
2. He is not angry, but he is very concerned about what I have been doing.
3. He loves me enough to let me know this without even letting my friend know what has been going on.
Nobody can tell me God doesn't love me. If he didn't love me he would let me do whatever I want and not bug me. If he just wanted to control me instead of loving me, he would have let my friend know all about what I was doing that thursday.