The 14th of February, Valentine's day or as I like to call it 'Icky day'. I have never liked Valentine's day. Sure it's a celebration of love and there is nothing wrong with that. I just don't like that fact that hallmark invented a holiday to make money. It's the same reason I don't really like Mothers' day or Fathers' day. I love my parents but I don't like the thought of being obligated to buy them things just because someone says that I should. If I was a parent I'd rather receive a gift spontaneously and thoughtfully rather than 'Oh it's mothers' day, I have to get a gift'. (not that mothers' day gifts aren't genuine) Anyway back to Valentine's day, I don't like the hype, everything's pink and red and heart shaped and the focus is strictly on romantic love. Hearts, chocolates, roses it's all symbolic, let's get out of symbolism and into realism. The reality of what love really is. Not lust, not mushy lovey dovey Hollywood style, not romance. Love. Stand alone, entirely for someone else's good, not expecting anything in return, selfless, humble. God shows us the ultimate example of love in Jesus.
This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. 1 John 4:10Alright enough of my pooping all over Valentine's day, don't get me wrong I love, love and I love celebrating love and showing people that I love them. Another very special event happens every year on the 14th of February. Yes, ironically my anniversary is the same day as Valentine's day.
Two years!
Two years of love, of growth, of learning, of laughter, of forgiving, of joy, of learning about God together. (I could go on and on by mushyness is not my style.)
His present to me: A beautiful Pandora charm that says love in different languages. |
My present to him: An engraved key to my car (if you knew me you'd realise what a big deal that is) |