While Audrey and Marlo peruse their Cheesecake Factory menus I people-watch. (I already know I’m going to have the vegan cob salad.) The place is filled. Some are sitting alone, while others are working hard on feeling connected. And once more, a weightlessness hits me.

It amazes. God loves each person in this topped off restaurant.

Even as self-absorbed as I am, a rhythm of thinking that God is all about “the fantastic me,” a Quincy Jones funk beat breaks in. Bounce. Boom. I realize that He is just as intensely absorbed with each individual.

When the weightlessness intrudes, I try to understand it, grasping. Where is the root or rock to grasp while I fall? The only way to date that I can is through our children. We love each of them, not in a quantifiable or qualifiable way—it just is. Weightless. And that’s how God loves us. It simply exists. It’s not about an amount.

I also hesitate to say that it’s qualitative, even though God’s love is relational. Qualitative implies measurability, and God’s love is immeasurable. It just is.

I hope you had a wonderful Palentines. (The term Palentine originates from the combination of the words “pal”, which is another word for friend, and “valentine”.) And if you didn’t, for whatever reason, know that you are loved.

Self-Care Tip: Know the love and value you are held in.

Keep on!