A Taste of Heaven

As Ben and I finished his night-night routine, I asked him which song he wanted to sing before climbing in bed.

He paused a moment, then said, "Let's sing 'Jesus Loves Me.'  That's a good Valentine's song."

Indeed.  At the age of four, Ben somehow recognizes that any celebration of love finds its origin in Love.  He's absolutely right.

So I wish to honor every exchange of love today, whether small or grand, because each genuine expression of love is an affirmation that the Eternal has entered the temporal, that the Divine is redeeming the human, that Love is conquering fear.  Every time a person sets aside insecurity and ambition to enter into someone else's world, to affirm someone else's worth, to speak truth into someone else's heart, we come closer to experiencing life "on earth as it is in heaven."

Our taste of heaven took the form of shoveling the driveway, warming up over hot chocolate and candy hearts, and sharing heart-shaped pizzas by candlelight.  It was simple, it was happy, and it was all Love.

Wishing you and yours a Happy Valentine's Day, too...