Outrageously, Ridiculously Loved!

Valentine's Day didn't seem like that big a deal this year, as sometimes it has in the past. I didn't feel like I had to have flowers to know I was loved. Sometimes you just have that deep "knowing" and it's okay. Other times it's nice to have an outward sign.

So, a couple days ago I was reading what someone else had written about Valentine's Day (and, for the life of me, I can't remember who it was or what they wrote) and it prompted me to pray for God to send me a sign of His love.

Later that day a Kit-Kat randomly appeared on my desk.

I did a double-take and looked again. Where did THAT come from? Now, Kit-Kat's are one of my favorites and never-mind that they typically come in red wrappers. This one came in purple, my favorite color. The tears started to fall, and I quickly wiped them away when I thought no one was looking.

That night as I was going to bed and reviewing what had happened, these words came to me: Outrageously, Ridiculously Loved! And all the tension, stress, worry, fears of the day faded away.

Loving being loved,
Polly

P.S. The next morning I was handed another Kit-Kat, quite out-of-the-blue, and it was 4 times as big as the first one!