In the driver’s seat of my car, I gripped the keys tightly with one hand. I prayed—not harder than ever before as I sure had been praying hard lately—but more desperately.
I asked God if He saw me. Does He know I broke off the engagement? Does He know no one in my family seems to have the time for a heart-to-heart? Does He know my friends are busy? Does He see that I have no one to talk to, no one to hug me, no one to cry to? Does He see me?
...and does He love me?
I didn’t wait for an answer. I needed to go somewhere, anywhere. I put the key in the ignition and started the car.
The engine roared and the vents blew a chill on my face, but what took away my breath was the music that blasted through the speakers. The lyrics were in accompaniment with a force that seemed to seize my heart:
I’m gonna love you forever and ever. Forever and ever. Forever and ever.
Forever and ever. Amen.
And it doesn’t matter who else loves me or doesn’t love me. It doesn’t matter if I spend my weekends out or in. It doesn’t matter if I am surrounded by people or not.
St. Augustine said that “God loves each of us as if there were only one of us.”
So this month, whether you have fancy V-day reservations at a restaurant or a standing date with your TV and take-out, just remember that there is someone who sees you and knows you. And loves you.
Just remember that you are God’s Valentine.
Happy Valentine’s Day!