I really was dreading valentines day this year. Looking forard to another year without a valentine I was not (that kinda sounded like Yoda it did). I've never really cared that much about valentines day, it's not a "real" holiday anyway. I think Hallmark made it up. But this year it was kinda kickin' my butt.
This week He's been reminding me, or maybe enlightening me for the very first time, that if the only gift I ever received in my life was my salvation...if the only thing I ever got was Jesus - to know Him and to be known by Him. The promise of eternity with my Creator...if that was all I ever got in this lifetime, it would be more than I could ever hope for. MOre than I could ever want or imagine. Everything else is gravy. Anything I could ever have, anywhere I could ever go, anything I could ever do or be or experience - it's frosting and sprinkles and whipped cream. It IS good! But it all pales in comparison to my One true love.
Thank you Jesus for being my valentine. My husband. My love. My everything.