It is believed that Pope Gelasius I invented Valentine’s Day in AD 496 when he established The Feast of Saint Valentine, in memory of the martyred saint who died on that day over 200 years before.
How did we get from there to here? The here of sending candy and flowers and keeping dinner dates? How did we get from honouring a good man to shaming ourselves if we have no dinner plans on February 14?
Valentines was originally a feast in memory of a saint. Folks, lets be honest. None of us are that!
What if I don’t send out valentines this year? Am I condemned to oblivion? What if I don’t celebrate a certain holiday just because the flower and card companies of the world need an income?
As a widow, I am not that thrilled about today. It reminds me of memories gone by and future February 14’s alone. Remember that some people never marry. Consider the mistakes some make by misunderstanding the word ‘love.’ You know what I mean.
Maybe we can encourage one another through the angst of the day. Some other ‘alone’ person would love dinner with a friend or even a few minutes of conversation.
Maybe you might actually share the best love of all with someone today.
“This is how much God loved the world: He gave his Son, his one and only Son, so that no one need be destroyed; by believing in him, anyone can have a whole and lasting life.
God didn’t go to all the trouble of sending his Son merely to point an accusing finger. He came to put the world right again. Anyone who trusts in him is acquitted; anyone who refuses to trust him has long since been under the death sentence without knowing it, because of that person’s failure to believe in the one-of-a-kind Son of God. (From John 3:16-18)
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