It all started when I was a 3rd grade kid. I loved making a Valentine box to sit on my 3rd grade school desk. Paper hearts…glitter…glue. All things pretty and sparkly. But that’s where the fun ended. I rarely ever got as many Valentines as everyone else did. Back in the day, we weren’t required to give everyone in the class a cute little card covered in hearts and puppy dog tails. Nope. We just gave cards to whoever we wanted to declare our undying love and friendship for. My box was light. But to not totally dis that class full of fellow 8 year olds, they may not have even known I was in their class. I was so shy…I rarely spoke to anyone.
Then there were all those horrific teenage Valentine’s Days. You know the ones. You really like him, but he really likes her. And you’re not her. Notes are passed and you hold your breath hoping and praying he checks “Yes”! In all my teen years, I remember getting a Valentine from a boy exactly once. He got me a cute little stuffed bear I named “Buff”. This boy liked me because I looked good in a bathing suit. Ugh!
Then there are the adult Valentine’s Days. “Singles Awareness Days” are brutal. All your friends have dates and you’re home alone with a sappy movie and a gallon of Moose Tracks, thoughts of the perfect man running through your pretty head. Even after we find Mr. Right and live out our days happily ever after with him, we often become painfully aware of Mr. Right’s imperfections…(and just to be fair, he very likely becomes all too aware of our imperfections as well.)
I wonder if we are just hard-wired to always be seeking the perfect one so that we’ll ALWAYS be seeking that Perfect One? Hmmmm…..
You know the one? He’s truly perfect in every way. And I don’t mean to brag, but y’all, I’ve found him and he’s taken a bit of the “humbug” out of my hard Valentine heart. He’s mine and I am his. At first glance, you may not think he’s all that…but let me assure you, he is truly beautiful!
He loves me just as I am…..flaws and all. In fact, he proclaimed his love for me well before I did the same. He pursued me like crazy and never gave up on me. His love is relentless and pure. He says he’ll NEVER give up on me…and I believe him.
And now that he has me, he hasn’t marked me off his list of “claimed pursuits”, pushing me aside for the next best thing. He will faithfully love me forever. In fact, I’m not sure I’ll ever fully understand how deeply he loves me. He tells me all the time that nothing can ever separate us. Nothing I do will ever make him love me less. He doesn’t care if I’m grumpy or hormonal or “look fat in that dress”. He just loves me.
He always takes care of me…always. He does this because I love him…but mostly because he loves me so much. He’s the perfect provider and he never has to guess what I need. He just knows. He’s my “knight in shining armor”, keeping me safe and protected. I feel so safe with him.
If He had been in my 3rd grade class, He would’ve stuffed the little box on my desk full of little heart shaped cards with Snoopy on them. The “Yes” box would’ve been checked .
Quite simply, He’s the perfect Man. Nobody will ever come close to His perfection. He’s the best “Valentine” I’ve ever had or ever will have……and I don’t mind sharing Him one bit!