I will sing for the one I love. Isaiah 5:1 (NIV).
As a single gal, dashboard dining is often my choice for a quick dinner after work. On those occasions, I stop at a convenience store and order a sub piled sky high with everything.
One evening while driving home with visions of extra pickles and hot peppers dancing in my head, and the car headed in the direction a convenience store, I stopped at the pharmacy first to buy a few things. I glided happily on into the store, but was suddenly struck . . . down!
The entire store was decorated for Valentine’s Day with heart-shaped boxes of chocolates, red roses wrapped in cellophane, and fluffy white Teddy bears with “I love you” embroidered across their bellies.
t made me sad because no one would be giving me roses or chocolates for Valentine’s Day. Were all retail stores to be avoided for the next two months? No! I called out, “Jesus, will You be my Valentine?” In the depth of my soul, He answered, “Yes!” A comforting warmth swept over me like an embrace.
Jesus is the world’s perfect Valentine. He is our Rider on the white horse, and He’s already dressed up sharp for Valentine’s Day in His dazzling white.
Jesus, you are my Rose—my Red Rose—of
. Pleasing is the fragrance of Your
perfumes. Your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the young women love
So here I am again parked in front of a convenience store with an Italian cold cut sub on my lap. And guess who’s in the passenger seat beside me?
Jesus, You are my Love, my perfect Valentine forever and ever! Amen.
©2014 Mary Logan