“I’m skipping Valentine’s Day this year!”
When February 14 comes near, I hear and see the sting of broken hearts disenchanted with the whole “will you be my valentine?” charm or its absence.
As a young and vulnerable heart, Valentine’s Day without a boyfriend seemed ghastly to me. The Valentine’s Day blues at its peak. A girl in love with love.
Does Valentine’s Day define us?
Why do we think being someone’s valentine defines us? At least thinking it’s the tell-tale sign of who we are in regards to having and owning love. Like the cliche’. “I’m lucky in love.”
For the security of celebrating the day-of-love holiday, I often see girls and women date someone other than their “first pick” until after the holiday. Guys do this, too. Settle. To fill the spot for grandiose images of candlelight, romance, flowers, and chocolate.
Yet, I’ve always wanted close relationships with people who really get me. To know my heart as much as a person can know another human heart. Do they know what makes me smile, moves me to tears, causes me to laugh out loud, brings me to sadness, or throws me into a tizzy?
To understand me and love me. For. Me. As. Me.
3 valentines I always wanted to be:
- The daughter valentine. To be my father’s little girl, then his big girl. And his sweetheart as a child and woman dear to his heart.
- The friend valentine. The sweetheart next door. Known as the small town girl who’s sweet, kind, and loving. Young school days of passing out valentines to all my classmates. But transferring into those yearbook signing days of “To a sweet girl.”
- The girlfriend valentine. Picked as the sweetheart of someone in school. Especially middle school and beyond. “Will you be my valentine? Will you be mine?” So, one day in college, a boy asked me to be his valentine forever. Thirty-two years later, I’m still Mike’s sweetheart.
Do you have the Valentine’s Day blues? Are you valentine-less this year? Boyfriend-less, girlfriend-less, marriage-less, or in any relationship that is love-less? Perhaps you are in a marriage with so much “less” than before—sweethearts that drifted apart.
Don’t totally skip out on Valentine’s Day
Even on non-valentine days, I’ve felt loveless. The pit of my heart carried a nagging sense of deep, dark emptiness. This, my friends, is a sad condition on any day. Any.
Valentine’s Day, the day of love, can be a jubilant celebration regardless of whether you’ve secured a valentine date, dance, dinner, or the love of your life. No need to totally skip out on the holiday.
Cupid loaded with his bow and arrows is not necessary.
When it comes to true love, Cupid’s always missed the bullseye. His make-believe persona and pretentious match-making are stray arrows that never hit dead center the target of real love.
But my heart’s been pierced with an arrow of enduring love that Cupid knows nothing about. The piercing love of someone who really “gets me.” He understands me and loves me. For. Me. As. Me.
One who asked me to be His. And He promised to hold me dear to His heart forever.
He pursued me with a proposal, “will you be mine?” Accepting His invitation, I instantly became His daughter, friend, and sweet to His heart. Completely loved and never loveless again. Ever.
The valentine I’d always wanted to be. God’s. It beats the socks off the Valentine’s Day blues, transferring real love into my other relationships.
When God drew back His bow, He hit dead center the target of real love. Jesus’ heart was pierced for me. And you. On the cross. A day of love. The greatest Valentine’s Day and love story ever told. Ever.A grand valentine invitation. Jesus is calling, “Will you be mine?” #love Click To Tweet
“Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends” John 15:13 ESV.
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February 9, 2017 at 10:46 am | Uncategorized