I’m tired, but I’m going to ramble before bed.

Yeah, I suppose I’m a rambling man. Anyway, we’re two days away from Valentine’s Day. Those of you who know me know that I hate that day. It’s not because I’m single and bitter. As a matter of fact, my last girlfriend and I chose not to celebrate it. More correctly, I said I didn’t want to, and she agreed to it. Basically it’s one day a year when you treat your girlfriend (or wife, or whatever) the way that she deserves to be treated every day. But it’s almost Spring. And you know what that means: love is in the air.

Yeah, right: love. Whatever that means. Let me tell you something about love:
“This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this, rthat someone lay down his life for his friends. You are my friends if you do what I command you. No longer do I call you servants, for the servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends, for all that I have heard from my Father I have made known to you. You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit and that your fruit should abide, so that whatever you ask the Father in my name, he may give it to you. These things I command you, so that you will love one another.
John 15:12-17

OK, I didn’t tell you anything. Jesus did. But it is Valentine’s Day weekend. Love means putting the other person’s interest before your own. If it was a situation where one of you was going to die? Would you be willing to put your life on the line for that person? I mean, really, would you? I can’t always say I would. But Christ did. Not just he would, but he did. Christ didn’t draw little hearts on a piece of paper and scribble some cheesy pun (I choo choo choose you). Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her. Keep your conversation hearts. I want Christ and to be like him.