Love is... KIND

I LOVE celebrations. I absolutely love them! I guess it started when I was young, growing up in a family where Mom and Dad made a big deal out of everything. From birthdays and holidays down to losing a tooth or competing in an event. Celebrating followed us everywhere...and I loved it! That has certainly carried on into my adult life, and those of you who know me well know that I will make an excuse to celebrate just about anything.

So this brings me to yesterday.... Valentine's Day {{{AKA: A Big Deal! ;) }}}. Not a big deal in the sense that I wanted Matthew to bend over backwards for me, but a big deal in the sense that I wanted to celebrate! With the complications revolving around the move to our new home here, we really have not had the time to unpack and get settled as we'd like. My kitchen was still full of boxes that were begging to be unpacked and my dining room table was very much the same story: boxes and more boxes. (I'm still trying to figure out how we managed to fit all our belongings in that apartment!). Anywho, I had already thrown out the idea of making heart-shaped toast and eggs in the morning (yes, I know...kinda dorky- but fun!) and resolved that Matthew and I would get the kitchen cleaned, and as we had already planned...cook a Valentine's dinner together, set a nice table, and enjoy a quiet evening at home. All day we spent cleaning and unpacking...but still the kitchen remained untouched. I was frustrated because I needed to get other things done before I started into the kitchen, but I simply was running out of time! Oh well, I resolved. We'd get some take-out and watch a movie or something. Not exactly as planned, but that was okay. We were tired and didn't feel like cooking anyways. (Expectations dropping). Then an Angel called, "can I bring you a steak dinner tonight? I'll take care of everything and you both can rest." Oh my! How nice! I gladly accepted and thanked God in my heart for sending such a sweet gift! I went about clearing the table and rummaged in boxes to find plates and candles so I could set it.

You know, God didn't have to send me a nice dinner to tell me He loved me, but it's those little things that He does that makes you believe, "God really does care about ME!" He must care that I love celebrating....and boy did we celebrate! YUM!