The world becomes a better place when we learn to love ourselves and love one another. It’s a tough calling and yes, life gets messed up and complicated. Those of us striving to live meaningful lives must do so alongside those who are not quite there yet, we must contend with reality, accept what is and move forward.
Don’t get me wrong, contrary to what the previous paragraph might indicate, I’m not against Valentines day but I don’t think it adds much value to anything. Perhaps it’s simply because I prefer spontaneity over scheduled love. Maybe the reason why it is such a popular day is that it provides some sort of reprieve from depth while allowing us to enjoy the fluffy side of love.
We’ve tasted the life giving results of loving and being loved, of caring and being cared for, of forgiving and being forgiven, of accomplishing things, of reaping the fruit of good decisions and of hard work. We also know the feeling of death and destruction when we let our anger boil over, when we lie or when our lives become a complicated web of ill informed and stubborn decisions, broken relationships and aloneness.
It feels nice to think that there is a God who is in control, and maybe there is. Regardless, on the ground it doesn’t make much of a difference. You may or may not heal. You may or may not get the job. Things may or may not go your way. Whether or not they do is perhaps not the point.