LOVE...

 Love so many expressions. So many ways to love. So many different ways we all may communicate love... at times we may feel unloved, or feel like we have no one to love...Love though in my opinion is the strongest emotion and action we can feel and become, and the depth of it is so deep I don't think we can ever fathom the power of love!

The Greatest Gift   (from the NKJ version written by Paul an apostle of Jesus Christ)

13 Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal.  2 And though I have the gift of aprophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, bso that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.  3 And cthough I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body 1to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing.

 4 dLove suffers long and is ekind; love fdoes not envy; love does not parade itself, is not 2puffed up;  5 does not behave rudely, gdoes not seek its own, is not provoked, 3thinks no evil;  6 hdoes not rejoice in iniquity, but irejoices in the truth;  7 jbears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

 8 Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away.  9 kFor we know in part and we prophesy in part.  10 But when that which is 4perfect has come, then that which is in part will be done away.

 11 When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things.  12 For lnow we see in a mirror, dimly, but then mface to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known.

 13 And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.

"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways..." by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with a passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. A little history about how Valentine's day came about as we know it now... http://www.holidays.net/amore/story.html http://www.theholidayspot.com/valentine/history_of_valentine.htm