Not Self-Love, But God’s Love

Valentine’s Day. I feel I have to address the elephant in the room. Yes, I am single. I’ve been single for a long time, my whole life in fact.

I began receiving condolence texts at the beginning of last week, glib words meant to be comforting: “I’m praying for you,” “I miss being single,” and “You’ll meet someone someday.” My personal favorite: “You’ve had to watch three of your best friends begin dating this year. That must be hard.” Thank you. What else can I say? The consumer shopping centers have been vomiting chocolate and pink teddy bears since the day after Christmas. It’s not as though Valentine’s Day sneaked up on me. Today is not the end of the world, even for single people.

And yet, in a way, Valentine’s Day did sneak up on me. All last week people were posting anniversary pictures and sappy one-week-dating statuses. By the time I woke up this morning, I only had one thought: Get up on time to shower. I did not plan a Galentine’s Day or a treat-me day. I had no idea today was the day until I walked into my once-gray office and discovered that not one of the chocolate roses, red balloons, or gigantic pink cards scattered on my desk was meant for me.

Don’t misunderstand me. I love Valentine’s Day. I’m a huge fan of it even without the half-off chocolate. (Great day for pranks.) And some day I do look forward to being able to say “I love you” to someone without feeling ashamed. Then I remind myself that my life is not a Nicholas Sparksimg_4439 movie.

But as much as I desire to share my love without conditions to an unknown masculine specimen, I already have plenty of people I can love now, without conditions. Honor your father and mother. Love your neighbor as yourself. Love your enemies. Pray for those who persecute you. Bless them that curse you.

Plus, I already know someone who loves me unconditionally: But God commendeth His love for us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friend.

God’s love is lavishly spent on unlovable sinners, of whom I am chief.

How can I not love Him? How can I not love the people He created in His image?

 

 

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