I'll Owlways Love You

It’s just around the corner. That day of paper lace hearts, candy, and flowers. The little pink purse my husband bought for the Princess is waiting in a bag in a secret hiding spot, along with two definitely more boyish gifts for the guys in the house.

This made me realize that I'd better get crackin’, so I opened up my Family Fun Magazine to a super-cute, easy idea. The boys made these:

Then I told the boys that their writing assignment today was to write a love letter to Jesus. My younger son was pretty sure that he’d never written a love letter before and didn’t know where to begin, so that inspired me to find some verses in God’s love letter, some words that came directly from His mouth.

I discovered the original “Longer” song:
“I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving-kindness.” (Found in Jeremiah 31.)

And I found the first “I’ll Be There.”

(Forget Jackson Five. God has the copyright on this one.):
“You are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze. For I am the LORD, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior . . . Since you are precious and honored in my sight, and because I love you . . . Do not be afraid, for I am with you.” (Read more in Isaiah 43.)

And one more oldie-but-goody.

The very first “Nothing’s Gonna Change My Love For You”:
“Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken.” (God had this recorded in Isaiah 54.)

Take a minute and let your soul sigh over those. . . Isn’t He something?

I’d say those are pretty inspiring for some love words of our own back to our Father and Friend, as did my boys:

Now, I just need to work on a card for my hubby.

Maybe I’ll turn to some other love letters from history for a little inspiration:

…Do you know, when you have told me to think of you, I have been feeling ashamed of thinking of you so much, of thinking of only you--which is too much, perhaps. Shall I tell you? It seems to me, to myself, that no man was ever before to any woman what you are to me--the fullness must be in proportion, you know, to the vacancy...and only I know what was behind--the long wilderness without the blossoming rose...and the capacity for happiness, like a black gaping hole, before this silver flooding. Is it wonderful that I should stand as in a dream, and disbelieve--not you--but my own fate?

Was ever any one taken suddenly from a lampless dungeon and placed upon the pinnacle of a mountain, without the head turning round and the heart turning faint, as mine do? And you love me more, you say? Shall I thank you or God? Both, indeed, and there is no possible return from me to either of you! I thank you as the unworthy may…and as we all thank God. How shall I ever prove what my heart is to you? How will you ever see it as I feel it?… (Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

On second thought, maybe I’ll just go to Hallmark.

I'll Owlways Love You