Without love, deeds, even the most brilliant, count as nothing.
― Thérèse de Lisieux
On this day internationally commemorating love, it seems easier to focus on the deeds — the perfect date, flowers, chocolates, or as it might be at our house, pink ombré pancakes. But this morning, as the kids and I moved through our usual routine, I found my heart, once full from the giddiness of pink pancake hearts, quickly drained by the deeds of bickering and complaining. Not very valentine-esque, right? I could feel my frustration — my exhaustion — at these attitudes growing within me when these words above (paraphrased from 1 Corinthians 13) rang through my heart — without love, deeds count as nothing. What good are my beautiful pancake gifts if I cannot respond in love to my children when they’re not loving? As good as nothing. Come again? Nothing? So in the midst of our school morning and rising tensions, I opted for an hour break — the kids to play and for me to be alone (relatively). I needed to be loved, to be reminded of a great Love toward me, to be filled not with more deeds but with Truth. My heart was strengthened again. The greatest of these is love. So. Good.
May you all be filled with love to share somehow today. Happy “Love” Day, everyone.