Randomly Rudimentary Faith Stuff
Just some dad trying to leave a footprint for his kids to walk in if they need to know where to go
The best Valentine ever
EDITORIAL NOTE: I’m moving some of my old posts from another blog to this one…so even though these may look new, some of the information or references will be dated. Still, I hope the overriding thoughts behind the posts are timeless. This one was originally posted on February 14, 2013–
Valentine’s Day can be a very tense, awkward time and you start feeling the pressure at a very young age. Our ten-year-old spent some considerable time weeding out all the ‘Be Mine’ cards from the pack that SuperMom bought him to give out in school, because he didn’t want to lead anybody on.
He’s not looking for anything serious right now.
Still, at that age, kids are conditioned by our culture to know that you’ve got to do something for Valentine’s Day. Consequently, the quest to give the best Valentine begins early too.
So, Valentine’s Day becomes this perpetual contest to top whatever we’ve done before. And when that happens, it’s a fool’s game that ultimately you can’t win.
Thankfully — and I know very well that this will make me sound like a contrarian or a cheapskate — I’ve been blessed with someone who understands the fool’s game that VD (Valentine’s Day) is…and she doesn’t force me to outdo myself each year.
And, when I think about it, that in itself is almost the best Valentine I could ever be given. But not quite.
She’s actually already given me the best one…years ago.
Before SuperMom was SuperMom, she was SuperHottie. Definitely out of my league. But for some reason, I was at a point in my life where I was determined to not settle for less than the best. I was going to have the best or I wasn’t going to have anything.
She was the best.
She played hard to get…and that’s a legendary story I’ll have to share sometime. But I was persistent. In fact, I was SO persistent that, even today, I’m not sure if I won her over or just wore her down.
Either way, it wound up a great thing for me. In fact, it wound up being the BEST thing for me.
It’s funny, and probably not coincidental, that I recently was flipping through channels on TV and saw a part of a movie from the 90s called ‘She’s So Lovely’. Can’t begin to tell you what it’s about and I doubt I’ll ever go out of my way to find out.
But the scene I saw showed Sean Penn talking to a little girl and he’s telling her he wants to be her friend and she responds, “Best friend?”
His reply was something like, “No…you’ll have hundreds of best friends in your life, so I don’t want to be that.”
Huh? That line stuck with me and I remember thinking at that very moment, if that’s true, then I’ve been EXTREMELY blessed because I’ve only ever had one true best friend…and I get to spend the rest of my life with her.
She is the very best thing that has ever happened to me in my entire life and I love her more than any words could ever say. But I tried to put it into words for her and said that I thank God every day that He put it in her heart and mind to head out of Michigan 26 years ago and come to Texas.
It was the best Valentine I could ever get.
Randomly Rudimentary Faith Stuff 