Gen. 6:5 And GOD saw that the wickedness of man was great in the earth, and that every imagination of the thoughts of his heart was only evil continually.
Most who know me, know that I’m different, different beyond belief. Valentine’s day is one of those days my true colors come shining through. Why? Well let me tell you. I don’t celebrate just one day of love, especially that of a martyred Saint.
Yes I’m human. I see all the hearts and V-day stuff appear as soon as the Christmas stuff goes down in stores. I see the way the material world and the commercialized world scatters their brains and revolves around money. It’s all about money! Right after V-day we’ll be hit with Easter bunnies! Sure I have wants but in no way do I want jewelry, roses, rings and things, I want LOVE!
When Steven and I first met, our first V-day was online so he sent me lyrics to love songs. Yeah the man wooed me via music, but not just that, he knew my heart and soul, the lyrics he chose was a mirror of me. I fell hard!
Our second V-day, we were together, he brought me a puppy two or three weeks BEFORE V-day and said, this is your Valentine’s present. He was serious. He doesn’t celebrate V-day or anniversaries and it kind of threw me, but you know what, he knew me. He knows my heart and my soul!
Holy days were tainted as a child growing up. I was raised Catholic and the nuns from first grade taught us to give these cute little V-day cards to our classmates. I was so excited when my mother would take me down the five-and-dime to buy a box of cards. The day would arrive and as I handed out say 26-30 I never received many back and I watched with great sadness as other ‘popular’ girls left with handfuls of cards.
We would also make our mother’s a card, hence the very reason I’ve never BOUGHT my mother a card, I was a poet even then. My dad would have me go down to the Hallmark store and pick up a card for him to give my mother and she never knew for years it was my sister and I making the purchase.
Then I grew up, converted to Christianity and started seeing holidays for what they really were, commercialism.
I got married and still Valentine’s day was marred by ‘expectation’. Not from me, but from my ex. He’d buy me something on V-day and ‘expect’ something in return, if you know what I mean.
I have a friend who works at a Hallmark store, and she had commented on loving seeing men pick out a special card for their ‘special’ someone and how that was ‘true’ love. Me, I immediately thought, “Yeah, their next trip is to Fredrick’s of Hollywood to get another ‘special’ something.” Why? Because they ‘expected’ something. Marred and tainted.
Now I’m with a man who expects nothing from me. He buys me stuff when there is no commercial holiday dangling over his head, so why would he buy me something on Valentine’s Day? Maybe his V-days were marred too.
For Christmas he bought me a screwdriver, this week a much needed lawn mower AND he took my car to the shop. Shocking as this may seem, THAT is what I ‘expect’; a man who knows my heart and soul and fills every need imaginable in my life.
So why do people wait for one day a year to express their true love? It makes singles feel unloved, it makes daters expect something and when not received, they hurt. It totally makes people feel the opposite of its intended Cupid target. Face it, it is a day of great expectations that fall short.
I’m all for love YEAR ROUND!!! This one day a year crap is totally bogus. I think the holiday is sacrilegious just like all the other Holy Days they tainted. I don’t even think St. Valentine himself would be happy that they’ve done this.
Gives you something to think about, eh?
Happy LOVE Day to you!
John 12:43 For they loved the praise of men more than the praise of God.
John 15: 9 As the Father hath loved me, so have I loved you: continue ye in my love