The story below, from Max Lucado’s book (A Love Worth Giving) recently warmed my heart. It just goes to show how true love goes far beyond big rose bouquets, beautiful heart-shaped chocolates and extravagant public displays of love. May your life be filled with a love such as this…
The whirlwind of adolescent doubts and pressure was making regular runs through our house. So on Valentine’s Day, 1997, I wrote the following for each of my daughters:
I have a special gift for you. My gift is warmth at night and sunlit afternoons, chuckles and giggles and happy Saturdays. Is there a store which sells laughter? A catalog that offers kisses? No. Such a treasure can’t be bought. But it can be given. Your Valentine’s Day gift is a promise, a promise that I will always love your mother. With God as my helper, I will never leave her. You’ll never come home to find me gone. You’ll never wake up and find that I have run away. You’ll always have two parents. I will love your mother. I will honor your mother. I will cherish your mother. That is my promise. That is my gift.
An excerpt from Max Lucado’s A Love Worth Giving. I hope it warmed the deepest corners of your heart, as it did mine. Happy Valentine’s Day!!