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This Saturday is Valentine's Day. Although I traditionally loathe the day because of its dubious commercial connections to rose, heart-shaped box, greeting card and chocolate companies, I do appreciate the dedicated time to romantic love.

I figure that if God can dedicate a heart-pounding book of the bible to sing the ultimate of songs (Song of Solomon), it's surely okay for us to have a love holiday.

But love holidays were always angsty and tormented for me, especially while I was in seminary. Ugh.

I love Christmas, because the Incarnation of Christ boggles my mind. That the second Person of the Trinity would choose to live as we live, be tempted and tried as we are, and love and delight in us, as flawed and base as we are...astounds me.