(by the way, I am not for teen dating, but I digress).
But there was nothing like walking to your locker between classes, and when you opened it, there was a Jewel sitting on top!! Oh, the heart would race to see what it said. Kids would drop their books to read them, or hide it away, because you didn't want anyone else to see what sweet, precious words were found inside.
Some Jewels were just from friend to friend.
But those others....
Those words are personal.
They are meant for me!
Fist fights would happen over someone trying to steal your Jewel, or even read it over your shoulder!
Narcotics didn't have as much effect on a person as a Jewel...
especially from the right person...
especially if it said..."I Love You" at the end!!!
As I think of those days, I wonder what would have happened if I walked to my locker, and opened it to find a Jewel. Of course, the girl who wrote it was usually with her friends peaking to see the reaction, but I wonder what would've happened if I pulled it out of my locker....
those personal, thought-out, emotional words....
and handed it to a buddy.
Then, what if I said,"You read it, and give me a summary of what it says later."
THE SCANDAL WOULD'VE RUN RAMPANT!!!
"Can you believe he did that? What a jerk!!! She should never talk to him again!!!"
My name would be MUD and probably said with a certain lingering hate by ALL FEMALES, and probably most Guys, also!!!
And how would the author of the Jewel have felt? After taking the time to specifically tell me how she felt? Personal, private thoughts. Sharing emotions. Saying I Love You.
Here I sit writing this post in a preachy way, but the bullseye for this one is my own heart....
GOD ALMIGHTY has written the Most Amazing Love Letter in the History of the Universe...TO ME!
Personal Words. Meant Specifically for ME.
And it says "I Love You" ALL OVER IT!!!
But I am often content to hand it to a preacher. Or a writer. Or a worship leader,
and I say "You read it...then summarize it for me. I don't have time to read, so just tell me the highlights. I can't be bored with the details. I am a busy guy!"
And how in the world does that make God feel watching His child neglect the Jewel He wrote for me?
I think I know, but can't bring myself to write it.
"What a jerk!!!"
Yes, I am.