Not to be cliché, but love is in the air! Valentine’s Day, a day for couples to reminisce on their love story. And then there’s the other percentage of the population being reminded of how single you are. I get it! Kinda. (I’m 18, no one takes an 18-year-old seriously when they complain about being single!)

But today, when I woke up, I had a choice. Either I could complain and think about what I don’t have today…a boo…a date…ect. If I continued on that path I could go easily go down a deep dark road of lies about myself and my life. OR I could make the choice to wake up and focus on the love I DO have in my life. Family, friends and don’t forget, my forever lover, Jesus!

Not to be cliché, but today is the PERFECT day to remember your love story with the Lord. What is your secret history with God? Those moments he sweeps you of your feet and shows you what true, authentic, full love is.

The moments in your darkest shame, and worry that he shows you this supernatural grace and peace. I remember a couple of moments.

Specifically, in July of 2017. Jesus Swept me off my feet in such a beautiful, yet completely normal way! In the picture above, in the crack of my bible, on page 263 there is what appears to be something dirty. But that was the day I sat on the top of a hill, in Redding, California, just me, and God. I opened to this book (one of my favorites) just to read it again. I had an “ahh hah” moment when I realized I was all alone for the first time. Like all alone. Me and God. I was thousands of miles away from my parents, family, church, and ultimately what I knew to be as my life. I wasn’t worried, anxious, or scared. I was experiencing, for the first time, solitude with God. Such a sweet, humbling moment. No joke, as soon as I thought and smiled about being alone with God, the flowers from the tree above me began to fall.

That “dirt” within my bible, are those flowers. It was like a real life romance scene from the movies. Beautiful weather, alone under a tree, sweet peace, and flowers gently falling from the tree into my lap. What a wonderful way to remember you are loved?

Not to be cliché, but because of Gods love, I see love in every detail of my day. I see love in a friend leaving a rose on my desk for Valentine’s Day. I find love in a friend being there for me. I find love in an almost stranger giving me a small gift, just because she knew it would remind me of the Lord when I saw it. I see love in the tough process I’m walking out.

When you focus on the love of God in your day to day, the small moments, you realize the world around you is so much more colorful than before and your satisfaction of moment by moment becomes unwavering.

Not to be cliché, but I’m in a relationship with God, and I choose, and daily will choose, for it to be enough for me. I choose to know that His arms are enough, and they steady me until my season of singleness is over. I trust that He goes before me and is preparing my future. Of course, I look forward to finding someone, and honestly, I do get impatient sometimes. But that’s just the perfect opportunity for Him to remind me, yet again, how much He means to me and that He is simply teaching me how my soon to be husband should love me.