What's Love Got to Do With It?

 


If the hearts and overwhelming usage of pink everywhere has not given it away, Valentine's Day occurred this weekend. For husbands and boyfriends around the nation, the pressure is on to display their love through creative gifts and cards. My husband rose to the occasion. I came home from work to find half a dozen individually-wrapped roses placed in a large vase on my table. My first thought was, "Did he buy out all the individual roses sold at the checkout of a gas station?" I was told that's the way they came at the store. I must say they were beautiful roses. My husband then gave me the gift of sleeping in late Valentine's Day morning, to be followed by antique and thrift store browsing. He chose this because I love a good bargain. All this is to say that, all though I loved the gifts and activities, love is more than a one day event. In a world filled with romance filling the movie and television screens, we mix up romance and love. Love is not a romance book. Love is cleaning up after your spouse when they have the flu. Love is taking turns staying up when your kids are sick with a fever. Love is giving up what you want to watch on television because your spouse loves something else. Love is holding each other as a parent passes away. Love is giving up your right to be right to honor the other. Love is praying together that God provides when you're not sure how to pay the bills. Love is forgiving when they've hurt you, even though the world says to walk away. Love is committing before God that you are there for that other person in good times and bad. Romance is a feeling, moment, and setting. Love is forever. Jesus loves you. It's not temporary. It's forever. In your relationships, don't settle for the cheap imitation of love the world displays. Strive to love others as Christ did. So, what's love got to do with it? Everything. 

Have a great week high-heeled warriors!

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