The Day of Love
Today is Valentine’s Day, the day of love. It used to be the day of “true” love but that has changed to love for spouses, mates, new dates, lovers, friends, and children. I don’t think this is a bad thing,
In The Promise, God asked Sam to imagine a world where everyone led with love. I tried to imagine that myself and it looked a little like Valentine’s Day every day.
To see on Facebook all of the messages and pictures, even some funny and endearing videos, all meant to share warm sentiment and love to others, makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. And, maybe it was a mirage, but I didn’t see any negative posts today. Nobody ranted about politics, the last celebrity scandal, or their personal lives. Every message was written in the language of love.
The world, fuzzy pink and tied up with a red bow, sprinkled with cinnamon hearts and chocolate would be a world worth exploring. Hate would be smothered in powdered sugar and anger would be chased away in a sea of caramel. Smiles would be automatic, beyond the sugar high, and we would be slow to judge and categorize and exclude. The idea of the world holding hands singing kumbaya may be a little over the top, but you are getting the picture.
Forever is a long time and maybe a bit too long to expect to only feel love, never straying from it regardless of circumstances. Sock on the floor, that is okay honey because I love you. Cut me off in traffic, almost kill me, I send you light and love. Take fifteen minutes paying for your groceries because you can’t get your pin right in a capacity crowd environment on a Friday night at 5pm when I really have to get home is okay…God bless you. I don’t think so.
But, if we were to consciously try, with all our might, even when crashing from the sugar high, to give someone a break today in the name of love, maybe the world would start to change. I can pick up your socks because you always hang up my coat. I am thinking the driver who cut me off is racing to the hospital to be with a loved one and that poor person who cannot remember their pin is eventually going to be diagnosed with dementia. So, I am going to give them a break today. A one day pass. In the name of love. And I will sprinkle cinnamon hearts in my wake as a reminder that Valentine’s Day is a 365 day sentiment, not just reserved for February 14th.