To Say I Love You

Saying I love you for some is a private matter that is reserved only for a few, and only on rare occasions. For others, these words seem to roll off the tongue with regularity.

I remember vowing to never let a day go by without telling my children that I loved them. I can’t say I always kept that promise, but I do know that while they were young, I made every effort to do so. It was very important for me that they knew I loved them because I very seldom heard those words spoken to me as a child. If I asked my mother if she loved me, she would tell me.  But I don’t recall my father being vulnerable enough to speak in such endearing terms. The lack of hearing I love you, in my early life, created some adverse affects in my later years.

Fortunately, I found a Father who is not afraid to tell me He loves me. Just to know I am loved and accepted, results in feelings of value and gives me a confidence I never had as a child.

He tells me He loves me when He commissions the birds to serenade me in the morning and brings me a lullaby at the twilight. He tells me He loves me when He reveals His thoughts in the clouds, during quiet moments in His presence.  He tells me He loves me by surrounding me with loving friends.  He tells me He loves me when He teaches me of His ways and lovingly corrects my stubborn course.

There is no one who lavishes me with love like my Father. There is no one who says I love you throughout the day as often as He does. His love motivates me to say I love you in my actions to everyone I meet and in everything I say. Everyone needs to know they are valuable and worthy of love.

To love others is my goal.  To be just like my Father is my desire.


9/30/2016