It makes my heart smile receiving “I love you” texts. The “I love you’s,” the “I’m thinking of you’s,” the “I’m praying for you” texts. And just as much as I appreciate getting them, I enjoy sending them. At random, of course. It’s sometimes much more meaningful when you catch them by surprise.
It started when I was in high school. I’d have an urge so heavy to reach out and let whoever that was on my heart know that they mattered, they’re appreciated and they’re loved. I used to be real stingy with it, at first. For me, I didn’t see the point in sharing the message until God slapped me in the face like, but why not? What does showing love take out of you?
Nothing. It takes nothing.