Valentine’s day is always special for me. Beyond the normal cards and flowers, this day is the anniversary of the first day I every spoke to the girl who later became my wife. I remember the day vividly; if you want to know the truth, I do not remember the day at all. I do remember the night, especially from about midnight on! I spent an amazing amount of time on the phone with someone I had never met but felt like I had known my whole life. The feeling is still as fresh, vibrant, and exciting as it was on that cool San Francisco night.
It would be easy to think that I am the only person that has ever fallen in love. It would be, but I can see people in love all around. Some couples make a perfect match; they look like a pair, talk and act like couples, and ooze the kind of compatibility that counselors always hope everyone can achieve. Others are less obvious but somehow they seem to work! Last night a friend was trying to describe Cherry. They talked about how opposite and yet complementary we were. They described her directness and dry sense of humor, how confusing she can be when you first meet her. Wonderful insights into the person I love. I find people seem to have an interesting journeys just waiting for the telling!
It is strange how many seem to think that God is something that only a few can ever getting on with a relationship. They, we, never say it in actual words; rather it is our actions and implied conversations. Conversations using code words one needs to understand before one can participate in and actions that require the outsider to know customs and practices. It is as if one needs to qualify in order to gain access.
“Do you think for a minute that this blessing is only pronounced over those of us who keep our religious ways and are circumcised?” (Romans 4.9)
Rubbish! God’s gifts are available to all of us equally.
