It’s February. The one month in the year that contains the one day in the year that has a deep emotional impact on everyone who’s exposed to any type of marketing. You’re either euphoric that you have someone to claim as your own; or you’re depressed that you don’t have anyone to claim as your own, or you’re in a relationship and claim to be over it; or you’re in a relationship and irritated that the one that you claimed is over making a fuss over you. Either way, emotions are all over the place.
A couple of quotes crossed my path in the last few days:
If the love you’re giving is being taken for granted, then the love you’ve granted should be taken [back]. ~ Unknown
Don’t choose the better man. Chose the man who’s gonna make you a better woman. ~ This Means War, 2012
I agree to a certain point with the first one. And there’s a great case to be made for the second quote. But there’s a passage that puts both of these viewpoints to shame with a depth of perspective.
Song of Solomon, Chapter 8
Young Woman: Promise me, O women of Jerusalem, not to awaken love until the time is right. (v. 4)
Young Women of Jerusalem: Who is this sweeping in from the desert, leaning on her lover? (v. 5)
Young Woman: I aroused you under the apple tree, where your mother gave you birth, where in great pain she delivered you. Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, its jealousy as enduring as the grave. Love flashes like fire, the brightest kind of flame. Many waters cannot quench love, nor can rivers drown it. If a man tried to buy love with all his wealth,
his offer would be utterly scorned. (v. 5-7)
I was a virgin, like a wall; now my breasts are like towers. When my lover looks at me, he is delighted with what he sees. (v. 10)
There is a time for love. When we aren’t ready for it or when we are indiscriminate about whom we give our love to, it can destroy us. But when we are ready and when love is reciprocated, the lovers will be delighted in what they see in one another.
Love is not something to be rushed into. It cannot be demanded. It cannot be bought. It cannot be ignored nor neglected. Love is not to be taken lightly. Love is a responsibility. It’s strong, harsh, consuming and eternal. It’s unquenchable and indestructible. Love is a committment. It is not a promotional sales or purchasing opportunity to be celebrated once a year. It’s a way of life or a way to death. There’s no escaping it. Love is to be lived fully or you will come to believe life is not worth living.
Love is so much more than a day or a month. Love is everything. Without it, we have nothing.
This reminder is my love gift to you, my readers. Go out and be a blessing to the one for whom your love is stronger than death and for whom your passion burns hotter than fire.
PS [DISCLAIMER]: My hope is that any physical expressions of your love are within the sacred bonds of matrimony. Be fruitful and multiply! 🙂