Recently, I came across a bookmark at my parent’s house. It had belonged to my dad. He had made it many years ago. In fact, I vaguely remember seeing it as a little boy. There’s really nothing in the way it’s made that makes it memorable. The edges are worn on this long piece of faded red card stock. But I love looking at it.
What keeps drawing me back to this worn out bookmark is what’s written on one side. There’s a list of names. They’ve been written over time by my dad. I can tell because some are written in ink and some in pencil. There must be 30-40, anywhere from family and friends, to people he rubbed shoulders with in business, to acquaintances.
Suddenly, I realize, this is a prayer list. What I have here is a reflection of my dad’s heart. This is one of the ways he cared for others. An expression of his love. What makes this so special is that this is something he did, secretly.
Is this not a good example of loving others?
With Valentine’s Day approaching, when we hear the word, “Love”, we naturally think of our sweetheart.
This is a good reminder to remember not only those you dearly love, but also those that have loved you.