The day of love, better known as Valentine's Day, is Tuesday.
But wait, shouldn't every day be a day of love? I think so. Especially if you a Christian.
The word tells us to love, as He first loved us. No where does it say we should love some days and certain people; it says to love as He did. That means every day, everyone and with every breath we have.
I know, Valentine's Day is suppose to really be reserved for all of the sweethearts, red roses, chocolate candies and so on.
As mushy and gushy as I am (after all, I am your typical girl -- the gushier the better), I have a different type of love on my heart today.
You see, last Sunday my husband Kevin and I sat in a living room filled with love. I sat amongst my family. We all were awaiting the big game, the Super bowl.
My brother-in-law and sister-in-law, Keith and Loni Wells, were visiting from Indiana, along with our 4-year-old niece, Laura. My sister-in-law, Stacy Ingram, drove up from Macon to come hang out with all of us. Also, my father-in-law and mother-in-law, George and Janie Wells, were there -- we were at their house actually.
We had the best time. We laughed and laughed. It is not often all three siblings -- Stacy, Keith and Kevin -- get to be together because life pulls us all in different directions, but it felt like time stopped for a little while on Sunday.
I love hearing stories about the three of them growing up. There are some funny stories too, but as Keith says, he has to make sure he knows things are "off the record" when talking around me, because he knows I might sneak it in one of my columns. So, I'll spare him this time by not repeating some of the story time from last Sunday.
I gave you all of that background to express this -- the older I get, the more and more I appreciate family time. If you've read any of my columns, you know that I didn't always have the all-American family. Growing up wasn't the easiest for me and I searched for love where ever I could find it.
So when God blessed me with the folks who raised me, who I call my grandparents, they did their best to make sure I had a good example of what a real family should be.
But as a young girl, despite my grandparents efforts, I still felt like I was missing out. A good friend of mine told me many years ago that I probably wouldn't feel like I fit into a family until I had a family of my own one day. I kept that in the back of my mind for years.
So you have to imagine when Kevin and I got married, I finally felt like I "fit" somewhere, like there was true stability.
Don't get me wrong. God has placed many people in my life who the world would call friends, but I call family, that have made me part of their lives without skipping a beat. But I still felt like something was missing.
So as we all sat around together talking and hanging out and watching Laura play, I had such peace come over me. I was so excited to sitting in the presence of some awesome people who love the Lord and who loved me too. And I thought about how excited they all are about my baby Joy's upcoming arrival.
As this Valentine's Day rolls around, the word love begins to take a different form in my life. As I begin to understand a mother's love for her child, my heart bursts with pure joy in knowing that as much as Kevin and I will love Joy, it will never compare to the love Jesus has for a our little girl.
As much as our family loves her and all of friends love her, it still never compares to the love He has for her.
I'm so excited to be able to teach Joy about God's love for people and this world, and specially about how He wants us all to be in the family of Christ.
I'm glad that she won't have to experience broken family issues like I did, but I hope God gives her a special blessing of gratefulness for the family she is being born into. Because it is truly a blessing to be surrounded by people who love you, support you, encourage you and who are proud of you, no matter what.
Family. One more of His ways of reminding me of how incredibly loved I am but my awesome Savior.
Happy Valentine's Day.
Julie Wells is the editorial assistant in the newsroom at the Rockdale Citizen. She can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.