This week we welcome our second new writer. Joining us is Jacqi Ballough. Jacqi is a very dedicated young woman of God. She is passionate about many areas of her life. Serving Jesus Christ and providing a loving home for husband Bill and son Ethan are her top priorities. You will be blessed as you read her articles. Please welcome Jacqi Ballough.
By Jacqi Ballough
Lunch time! The bell had rung and the reprieve of lunch brought joy to my elementary school day. Who would l sit with? What stories would I hear? What would fill my hungry stomach?
Opening my lunch box, I gazed upon a cucumber sandwich, Lance cheese crackers, a banana, and a cherished Little Debbie cake. Mom had packed my favorites again, but on top of it all sat a love note. It was a small, square piece of bright-colored notepaper with a sparkling heart sticker and “love you! Mom” written in cursive. Simple and sweet.
She didn't know at the time how much these meant, but they did. Days of being name-called by other kids, a friend’s cold shoulder, or just an over-worked brain are hard lessons of childhood life, but I had the consistency of love from home to lessen the blow and build me back up. Tucked away in my closet, an old shoebox would keep the love notes, and I would refer back to them as confirmation during times of trial.
In the Bible I often think of 1 John, Song of Solomon, or Psalms as love letters, yet the Bible in its whole is God’s love letter to us, and He reveals His love through each book.
“God showed how much he loved us by sending His one and only Son into the world so that we might have eternal life through Him. This is real love—not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son as a sacrifice to take away our sins.” 1John 4:9-10
Often hidden among verses ensuing strife or distress His love seems even more profound.
“Now I will take the load from your shoulders;
I will free your hands from their heavy tasks.
You cried to me in trouble, and I saved you;”
Today Mom still sends me cards with loving words, and I still have a sentimental keep-sake box with them stored; but now I grab my Bible to receive daily love and encouragement from my eternal home.
God is my source. He fills me up, and I desire to pass it on through love notes to my husband, son, and friends in hopes of demonstrating the same love He gave me.
In return, I am blessed to occasionally find a note on the kitchen counter from my husband, or see my son slip one into his father’s lunch; and when an “I love you” is discovered written on a fogged bathroom mirror by little fingers, I can't help but smile. Such sweet reminders of God’s love in our busy lives.
Have you sought out God’s love notes? If so, pass them on. A chain reaction will ignite.