Be Mine Valentine....

 Happy Valentines Day from the Seven Sisters....my girls and I whipped up some CUTSIE sugar cookies. They are just cutout sugar cookie hearts with confectionery sugar frosting. I used a ready to use tube of gel frosting for all the words. They came out so cute. I even gave a special one (*wink wink) to my hubby with one of the free printable Valentines Day cards from S. (yes, we love the simple things in life).

They look sooo delicious.....

To my two beautiful Valentines: Mommy loves you with all her heart!!! Happy Valentines Day!

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I think I am going to get a poster size of this one and put it in their rooms.

And also to the love of my life until my very last day. I will love you forever.

1 John 4:7-19

Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God;

 and every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God.

He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love.
In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only begotten

Son into the world, that we might live through him.
Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that He loved us, and sent his

Son to be the propitiation for our sins.
Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought also to love one another.
No man hath seen God at any time. If we love one another,

God dwelleth in us, and his love is perfected in us.

Hereby know we that we dwell in him, and he in us, because he hath given us of his Spirit.
And we have seen and do testify that the Father sent the Son to be the Saviour of the world.

Whosoever shall confess that Jesus is the Son of God, God dwelleth in him, and he in God.

And we have known and believed the love that God hath to us.

 God is love; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him.

Herein is our love made perfect, that we may have boldness in the day of judgment:

 because as he is, so are we in this world.
There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment.

He that feareth is not made perfect in love.

We love him, because he first loved us.