On Valentine’s Day/Ash Wednesday, we put out hearts that the youth group had made with the invitation for people to take them. They said things like “you are loved,” “you are beloved.” “you are blessed.” I have no idea how many were taken because we made a lot.

A week later I was walking down the street and there was this heart which had made its way down several blocks. I like to think that someone picked it up and carried it for awhile. I like to think that other people saw it on the sidewalk and noticed it. I like to think that at least one person or two, felt that they were loved.

That’s how it is, that’s how God’s love is, we carry it a block or two, a minute or two, and maybe someone else notices it. Maybe someone else feels it or knows it because we have carried it.

May you know yourself beloved and may others know it because of you.

Blessings,

Cynthia