I Heart You!
You bless me by allowing me to share Lanabird with you each day. Thank you.
In honor of this day that celebrates love, I thought I would share hearts.
On a bedside table in a guest room is a small collection of heart shaped dishes – a china vanity box, a Belleek bowl, a milk glass pin dish, and a silver-plated box. I do hope the guests feel loved.
The tartan teapot has a heart atop its lid. The mugs on the tray are covered with hearts and there are even hearts on the handles.
Many moons ago I found these Hallmark heart shaped mugs at Big Lots.
Any drink is more elegant when served with a silver straw. These are called sipper or julep straws and the “spoon” is a heart.
Vintage red and white handkerchiefs are adorned with hearts. I remember going to Wacker’s Five and Dime and buying my mother handkerchiefs.
Maybe this glass heart ornament is for Christmas, but I have to display it for Valentine’s Day.
I cherish the beaded coin purse that was a gift from a dear friend. It is so hard to see, but there is a little metal souvenir pin dish in this picture also. Number Two Son made the wooden heart for me. He still tells me he loves me.
Marsha Christmas noticed the heart shaped finial on our table lamp. Hearts are everywhere.
A few years ago, I shared these cards with my friends in the Living Stones Bible Fellowship Class. It is impossible for me to think about love without thinking about the verses in 1 Corinthians 13. Like many of you, it was the scripture read at our wedding. This is from The Message. I like this version because it makes the meanings so clear.
1 Corinthians 13
13 If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don’t love, I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.
2 If I speak God’s Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, “Jump,” and it jumps, but I don’t love, I’m nothing.
3-7 If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don’t love, I’ve gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love.
Love never gives up.
Love cares more for others than for self.
Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have.
Love doesn’t strut,
Doesn’t have a swelled head,
Doesn’t force itself on others,
Isn’t always “me first,”
Doesn’t fly off the handle,
Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others,
Doesn’t revel when others grovel,
Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,
Puts up with anything,
Trusts God always,
Always looks for the best,
Never looks back,
But keeps going to the end.
8-10 Love never dies. Inspired speech will be over some day; praying in tongues will end; understanding will reach its limit. We know only a portion of the truth, and what we say about God is always incomplete. But when the Complete arrives, our incompletes will be canceled.
11 When I was an infant at my mother’s breast, I gurgled and cooed like any infant. When I grew up, I left those infant ways for good.
12 We don’t yet see things clearly. We’re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We’ll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us!
13 But for right now, until that completeness, we have three things to do to lead us toward that consummation: Trust steadily in God, hope unswervingly, love extravagantly. And the best of the three is love.
Blessings to you and yours,
Happy Valentine’s Day. I Heart You!