I hate Valentine's Day. It's a completely fake holiday. There, I said it. You can tell my wife. She knows how I feel about it. Since Hallmark has decided we need to have this one day to tell that someone special how we feel, so we spend a bunch of money on crap we don't need and put all this energy into saying these words.
Our whole culture is really strange about the love thing. We're all into saying it. It makes us feel good. It doesn't matter that we treat each other like crap all year long.
My beautiful and perceptive wife gets this stuff right. She really doesn't care if I tell her I love her all the time. She just wants me to actually do it. And if there's, hypothetically speaking, a time when I'm not loving toward her, the last thing she wants me to say is "I love you." It wouldn't really be true until I had gotten my act together and actually been loving.
We also think that God must like to hear it. I recently heard someone say that the song, "I Love You, Lord" was the greatest worship song ever. He said it says everything we ought to say to God. For those of you who haven't heard this one recently, it goes like this:
I love you, Lord and I lift my voice,
To worship you, oh my soul rejoice,
Take joy, my King in what you hear,
Let it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ear.
Wow. Compelling and rich. You know, I think actually it was written by the Council of Nicea.
Seriously, it's the worst song I've ever heard, and if it's worse than "As the Deer," it's really got to be bad. It's so bad because it is often thoroughly untrue.
Nevermind that there is no Biblical precedent for saying "I love you" to God. (Except for the time with Peter and Jesus, and we all know how that turned out.) Nevermind that we actually haven't loved God. Saying it doesn't make it true.
It's completely unloving to say we love someone and then not do it.