Forgotten Valentine's

You would think being married for 21 years, my husband and I would be so used to exchanging gifts on this day, Valentine’s Day…

We hugged after our morning prayer after he stashed his red lunch bag into his bigger black bag he used for work. I slightly patted him on his back and whispered…

“Happy Valentine’s Day…Shucks…You don’t even remember? But I love you…”

He hugged me tighter, ready with a quick reply, “But you know we don’t celebrate it because everyday is like Valentine’s or Christmas or any other holiday for us.”

He had a quick comeback. But it penetrated my heart. Because his answer was true.

Out of the 21 years we were together, learning more about each other, having more faith in each other, our love and respect for each other had grown. Gone were the days of wooing and trying to be perfect. After going through life’s trials and having our child, we didn’t need to try to gain our affection for each other. We knew there was no perfect “spouse”. Both flaws and assets made up one perfect package for our union.

He was right. We might never give gifts nor even greet each other but love was more evident when we held hands together and cried together during trying times. Love was there when he kept wiping my forehead and giving me the support I needed as we welcomed our child. He never slept that day. He wanted to make sure I was comfortable and all my needs were met, aside from the cares given by the hospital staff. Love was there when he understood the need to help out my parents when they became ill and needed financial help. Love was there when he endlessly consoled my broken heart when my mother died from stroke and my father from Colon Cancer 7 years after that... Love was there when he kept reassuring me that everything would be okay when some of my superiors gave me a hard time at work and demoted my position. I could go on and on…

“Drive safely!” I uttered as I opened the door and led him out to his van waiting in the driveway. Toting 3 huge bags he used for work, he gave me a kiss and whispered “I love you.” Those words that were precious. But even more if shown in actions.

As I closed the door and stopped the breaths of the chilly air, I heard my husband turned on his car’s engine. He was going to work and had been working hard. Sacrificing always for his family. In each day.

And that is true love. To put someone else and another’s interest above yourself. Kinda’ like God’s…After all, God is LOVE

But God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners.
-Romans 5:8 (NIV)

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The Attacker (5/15/09)

The sun was just peeking from the Eastern skies. Ephesians 6:12 [37 kb]

Out in the prison’s yard, some huge Sheriff’s buses were illuminated by the soft glow coming from the lights all over from the tall lamp posts. Their engines were turned on, warming up, before the buses would take the inmates to the different courts where they would have their trials.

Orange-uniformed men were lined up in pairs, joined together with handcuffs and chained, forming a long line. They already had their breakfast and had their morning medications prior to going to courts. Some were fidgeting, as they waited to board those buses.

All of a sudden, all hell broke loose! Two men were engaged in a fight, using weapons they made secretly for a while. Deputies called for help on the radio, both for custody back-up and medical staff, as well.

When the air was cleared and the other inmates were secured, one man was down on the floor. He sustained multiple gashes but two of them were deep. One cut was vertically etched from his left ear going down to the jaw line. The other dangerous cut was horizontal on his left neck, close to the jugular vein. Pool of blood dripped all over the floor. Holding his bleeding neck, he was pointing at the other inmate few feet away, being guarded by the other deputies.

The other man being accused was not hurt. There were no lacerations nor any other signs of trauma. He was obviously very agitated as he was being questioned by those deputies, while the medical staff started treating the other man on the floor. They cleaned the wounds and controlled the bleeding. That man was sent to the nearby hospital.

When the investigation was finalized, it turned out to be that the “downed man who was accusing the other inmate” was the attacker and the other one who didn’t have injury was the one attacked. The deputies found out that it was the second attempt to attack the unhurt man. Both attacks on him failed. He was well-prepared after the first attempt on him, that when the second attempt was done, he was able to defend himself and ended up injuring his attacker severely.

[Source: NLT Bible ]:

We also have an “accuser of the brethren.” Satan and his army of demons are the enemies of God and of everything good.

“Because God’s children are human beings – made of flesh and blood – Jesus also became flesh and blood by being born in human form. For only as a human being could he die, and only by dying could he break the power of the Devil, who had the power of death.” –Hebrews 2:14

Because of what Jesus had done [dying on the cross], we, who live in constant fear of death shouldn’t be afraid anymore. Jesus had freed us from that fear so we can live for Him. When we belong to God, we know that death is only the portal that leads into “eternal life”. [“Thank You Lord!].

Paul warned us, too that we also battle against the evil forces of Satan, who is a vicious fighter. But to be able to withstand their attacks, we must depend on God’s strength and use every piece of His armor. We face an army whose goal is to defeat Christ’s church. When we believe in Christ, they become our enemies. They will try any device to turn us away from the Lord.

Fear not! For God has provided His supernatural power to defeat Satan and his army, through His Holy Spirit within us. So, arm yourselves with God’s armor.

Let us be strong in the Lord's mighty power. Let's put on His whole armor to resist the enemy's attacks: put on the sturdy belt of truth and the body armor of God's righteousness. For shoes, put on the peace that comes from the Good News, so that we are well-prepared. We will need faith in every battle as our shield to stop the fiery arrows aimed by Satan and his army. Let us put on salvation as our helmet, not forgetting the sword of the Spirit, which is the Word of God. Let's pray at all times, on every occasion in the power of the Holy Spirit. We must stay alert and be persistent in our prayers for all Christians everywhere. [Ephesians 6:10-18].