“I hate Valentine’s Day!”
I said that – recently. But it’s not really that I hate the day, just that I don’t like being reminded everywhere I turn that other people are in love when I am not.
But this Valentine’s Day is different. Today I chose to see the gifts that are already mine; to live with joy. Today may not be a day of roses, greeting card sentiments, or romantic dinners, but I have enjoyed the gifts from the Lover of my soul.
The Lover of my soul gave me sunshine in the morning.
The Lover of my soul gave me a glorious shimmering web.
The Lover of my soul gave me a sky washed with soft white clouds.
The Lover of my soul gave me flowers.
But most of all, I remembered that Jesus Christ, the Lover of my soul, gave his everything to show me his love.
Thank you Lord for your love, it is precious beyond all things. I love you because you first loved me.
Happy Valentine’s Day.
Flourish! 
Nice one! being single doesn’t mean life is miserable on valentines day. If you have friends and family with you, you are not actually ‘loveless’ at all. And yeah, there is someone up there who first love us and His love will remain till the day we die. The lover of our soul is our ultimate partner for life 🙂
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Thanks simplykc, you’re absolutely right.
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wonderful post
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Thanks very much Dianne, I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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Check this out Ann, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=joFXiiqVmic there are many versions of this though. It is an awesome song and I guarantee you will be blessed by it.. it goes to the depths of my soul listening to it…. cant help but worship the best lover of all!!!
XX Lynette
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Thanks Cookie! Great song, I hadn’t heard it before. Interestingly, the Lord has just recently been talking to me about dancing with him, so the timing is perfect. Thank you for sharing it.
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Excellent post! Thank you for reminding me that there is always somebody out there who loves us.
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Thanks Jennifer. I think it’s good to remind ourselves regularly of that truth. The rough and tumble of life seems to have a way of making us forget.
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