A little two-year-old stops playing with her tea set and races to the door when the doorbell rings because she knows it might be her mom coming to get her. That’s love.
The blind man said, “Rabbi, I want to see.” “Go,” said Jesus, “your faith has healed you (Mark 10:51-52).” That’s love.
A badly injured dog struggles to walk across the room at the veterinary clinic where she is fighting for her life to lay her head on the shoulder of her worried owner. That’s love.
Then Jesus said to him, “Get up! Pick up your mat and walk (John 5:8).” That’s love.
Two women who normally attend an assisted living Bible study are conspicuously absent. The leader learns one of the women isn’t feeling well and the other wants to sit with her. That’s love.
“I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep (John 10:11).” That’s love.
A brand new mom gazes amazed into the eyes of her newborn son during the “getting to know you” stage of their lifelong relationship. That’s love.
“I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners (Mark 2:17).” That’s love.
A homeless man divides a roll he was given with hands wearing holey mittens and gives half to his homeless friend next to him. That’s love.
“For God did not send his son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him (John 3:17).” That’s love.
A woman with a houseful of kids to feed takes the time to make some soup for the elderly neighbor next door who is ailing. That’s love.
Jesus said to the woman, “Your faith has saved you; go in peace (Luke 7:50).” That’s love.
A husband visits his wife in a care facility every day even though she no longer remembers him or their 60-year marriage. That’s love.
Jesus straightened up and asked her, “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?” “No one, sir,” she said. “Then neither do I condemn you,” Jesus declared. “Go now and leave your life of sin (John 8:10-11).” That’s love.
A woman who recently lost her husband comes home to find that her family has beautifully decorated her home and yard for the Christmas season. That’s love.
“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life (John 3:16).” That’s love.
A weary mom volunteers for extra carpool duty because she knows her friend is going through a hard time. That’s love.
In 1 John 4:19 we read, We love because he first loved us. That’s the kind of love we can see in our world when we look for it—the kind of love worth celebrating on Valentine’s Day and every day.
This post is absolutely LOVE-ly! Thanks Nancy for the inspirations and the reminders!
Thanks, Jan! You’re so welcome. Happy Valentine’s Day!
♥️
Hi Linda! Love to you.
I love the personal anecdotes from the recent past. I know God’s love and your love came through to those friends and family you acknowledged! ❤️Your sensitivity is appreciated!
Thank you, friend. Much love to you and yours.
Beautifully written my love
Thank you, Valentine!
I love the love you share with us all.
As do you, my friend! 🙂
Yes, love is expressed in so many ways! I enjoyed your Valentine’s Day post. That day is somewhat hard for me, but I have great memories of those celebrations with Lee. He was a sweet romantic in many ways!
Miss seeing you at the Y. Let’s plan something soon.
Hi Mary! I was thinking of all the single and widowed women on Valentine’s Day. So glad you have special memories of Lee to gladden your heart!
Yes and yes…LOVE is the matrix. All is enveloped in love; all seek love and to express it and there is only ONE source…beautifully captured, Nancy!
And your comment is another poem! Love you!
Love and hate are both four letter words, one is so warm and one is so cold.
Each takes the same amount of time to say but one is like a blooming garden
and the other is like a dark hole. Thinking Spring🌷💕🌷
So agree, Cheryl! Keep being optimistic about Spring!! We got about 4″ of snow yesterday.
Your love for God shines through this and every blog you write. That love inspires and uplifts your readers to love you in return.
Peggy
How kind, Peggy. Just saw this comment–almost a year later! Thank you.