Your Man Didn’t Jump through the Valentine’s Day LOVE HOOP?

OK, girls. Let’s promise not to get on social media, peruse the other posts of all the men that got it “right” on Valentine’s Day and harbor resentment for our guy who didn’t. It’s one day. One.

Choose to love them for all the things they do for us, all the things they ARE every single day.

I’m not married to a romantic. I get it. But I refuse to measure him by what all the others are doing as evidenced on social media today.

I refuse to be bitter towards him when he gets home tonight because he didn’t jump through the LOVE HOOP I constructed from retail marketing and social media’s suggestions today.

Instead, I’m choosing to love him for working hard to provide for our family.

 

I’m choosing to love him for loving my parents like his own.

I’m loving him for how he gave of himself in every way possible to care for his own parents while they were alive, as they spent their final days in suffering, and how he honors their memory and the lessons they taught him even to this day.

I’m loving him for teaching our children how to make an honest living and how to serve those around them even when it’s inconvenient for him. How to honor their commitments. How to keep their word. How to play.

I’m loving him for how he loves our farm animals and the land. How he treats them with dignity and respects their gifts to our livelihood.

I’m loving him for how He loves God and recognizes His hand in every day. How he always pauses to thank Him for how He blesses us. Daily.

I’m loving him for how he forgives and loves unconditionally. He’s really good at that.

I’m loving him because he lives a life worthy of respect. Our community loves that man. So do kids. So do animals. He doesn’t have enemies. That’s a sure fire measure of one’s character.

I’m loving him because he’s consistent. I don’t have to worry about his reactions, because he’s level-headed and predictable.

I’m loving him because he may not always be thinking about me, but all he does has my best interest at heart…even if it doesn’t always look that way to me.

I’m loving him because he’s human, just like me. Just like me, he isn’t getting it all right in life and he isn’t jumping through all of the love hoops, but his heart wants to. And that’s good enough for me.

Make a list of all that your guy is the other 364 days. It’s longer than you think.

Don’t unfairly measure him based on his performance today.