17 February 2013
I love Love.
Love and angels are probably on the top ten list of cheesy things to talk about. They're the stuff 97 cent greeting cards and Sunday mail order ads are made of. But I've learned a lot about love and angels the past few years.
Our first year of marriage was hard. Not just normal first year of marriage stuff. Like, Jeff was afraid to leave me alone in case I had a breakdown and most of our nights ended in me crying uncontrollably kind of hard. It was hard for Jeff to leave me to go to work and class, let alone to hang out with friends. It was hard for me to do everything and anything.
But in that year, and the years since then, I learned a lot about love. I learned how patient and long-suffering and forgiving and understanding and healing and merciful it is. I learned about angels and how they come in the most unexpected forms like the magical Cupcake Fairy or a teacher reaching out to a student that hadn't been to class in weeks. And that they do come in the expected forms, and that the connection between heaven and earth is so much closer than I ever imagined.
And that is why I will always, always love Valentine's Day. Because on the totem pole of love, romance (even with all its magic and wonder) is not higher than brotherly love and charity. And while we may not all be in romantic relationships or enjoy the commercialization of this holiday, we are all loved and, hopefully, we all love. And that is something really awesome that should be celebrated.
"When Jesus gave His disciples a new
commandment to 'love one another; as I
have loved you,' (John 13:34), He gave to
them the grand key to happiness in this
life and glory in the next. Love is the
greatest of all the commandments--all others
hang upon it. It is our focus as followers of
the living Christ. It is the one trait that, if
developed, will most improve our lives."
–Joseph B. Wirthlin