A Valentine's Love Letter

On this Valentine's Day, how many of you got a card from someone you love? Precious words that made you feel cared about, treasured...loved!

It means alot doesn't it? I especially appreciate when those cards have my husband's (or children's) own handwriting on them, their personal expression, their genuine sentiments of endearment.

And so may I take this opportunity to remind all of you, that God has written a love letter for you. Written in red even (perfect for Valentine's Day)!

His Holy Bible is your love letter, for it delivers the beautiful Gospel message, the proclamation of hope, the recipe for joy, the instruction manuel for life, the map for salvation.

His letter shares of His Creator heart, of His desire for relationship, to have those He can pour all His love into and on. It relates of how He miraculously and lovingly created a beatiful world for His creation. Of how He realized that only by giving His created people a free will, would there be a meaningful reciprocal relationship founded on love. It shares of the fall that resulted from that given free will. It shares of the reality of a perfect God who hates sin because it is in direct defiance to the holiness and purity which is Him. Yet it shares of His loving plan to make a way for His beloved creation to come back into communion and fellowship with Him, to find Truth, inner peace and the hope of a glorious, eternal life of perfect and abiding joy in their loving Creator's presence. It shares of how that plan meant sending His only Son, one of the Trinity, to come down to this fallen world, to walk among it and experience the sadness and heartache as a man, and then to take on all the wrath that is caused as a result of the sins of all mankind, to take that wrath, poured out on Him as He died on Calvary's tree to make a way for peace and joy, a way for you and me. It shares of His overcoming victory over sin and death as He rose again, signifying the glorious Truth that we too can know this victory and joy!

Such a beautiful love story! The most beatiful ever told.

Told for me and you.

In His love letter.

In His Word.

Written in red.

Take a hold of His Word. His love letter. Read the words in red, those words spoken by our Savior. He who IS love!

Read them, meditate on them, live them, let their meaning seep deep into your heart and soul....and bask in His love. On this Valentine's Day.

Every day! 💗

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