The stores are red. Red with balloons, roses, heart-shaped boxes of chocolate. Red with streamers and stuffed bears. Valentines Day is just a few days away. The day set aside to show love to that someone special.
I listened to a few teen girls talking in the card isle. They were talking about a boy and how he would show his love on this special day. I listened as they debated if he would give her flowers or candy or kiss her. I listened and felt sad as their conversation turned to a definition of love painted by this world. A definition that is warped and cheapened. That sells out and changes the heart forever. I looked at them. They couldn’t be more than 13. At this tender age they have bought into a definition of love with no standards. A worldly idea of love.
Real love doesn’t sparkle. It doesn’t come in heart-shaped box. It doesn’t pressure you into doing something that you don’t want to do. It doesn’t start with if you love me than…… Real love can not be paid for at any price.
I have always tried to teach my children their worth. To see themselves as God sees them. Today I was challenged to be sure that I am teaching them the real meaning of love, one with standards and morals and value. I was reminded that if I do not take the time to instill these things in their hearts than the world will. Through empty words, media, songs, their peers. I spent a little time today writing a love letter to each of my children. Something to remind them that love isn’t about a day. To remind them of their worth. Something to remind them of what love is and to remind them of the ultimate gift of love.
1 Corinthians 13
1 If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.