Snow here today — a record breaking snow for us. This morning I dropped Sherry at work. While there wasn’t all that much snow down yet, it was definitely slushy and slippery.

After I dropped her off, I got a text message with this picture. “Look what you left me in the parking lot,” she said. Sure enough, my car tracks left an early valentine. Could I do it again? Probably not. I have no idea how it happened. Some people might say it was a miracle — the kind of thing they show on Miracle Pets, or Touched by an Angel.

It’s a miracle, all right. But it’s not the hearts carved out of parking lot slush. The miracle is the love that makes the heart-picture possible. The miracle is that Sherry and I found each other again eight years after I graduated from high school. The miracle is that self-centered people can love at all.

It’s been a miracle for us since 1981. It’s been the handiwork of God since time began.