Sealed with a kiss: The religious history of X and O (COMMENTARY)

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A Valentine's Day X and heart O.

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A Valentine's Day X and heart O.

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(RNS) Despite their relatively recent appearance on Valentine’s Day cards, the “x” long ago shed its religious significance and the “o” likely never had one.

  • Karla

    People can use the xo all they want/send love through cards but real love is
    telling someone the Truth which is a very,very rare thing today. If someone
    is still getting drunk,mean,gossiping and they are still sleepin around then a
    person tells them they are okay that is not love. Jesus told people the Truth
    which is a real love. 1 Corinthians 5 and 6 the whole chapters plus Luke 13
    needs to be taught because bad mouthin religion backfired and people are
    now “spiritual” instead of Biblical. Ephesians 5:18 says don’t get drunk and
    1 Corinthians 6:10 says that all drunkards go to hell which includes people
    who get drunk on strong wine casue the wine Jesus made was a new wine
    and was from the fruit of the vine/diluted. John 2:10 also says that all of the
    cheap wine was brought out last so the best for last refers to a poorer and
    a watered down/diluted wine. Bible also says don’t get drunk on strong wine
    and don’t get drunk with wine for it’s debauchery so all the people who still
    get drunk with strong wine are also wrong/go to hell. We all must Repent!
    If you say you love God then don’t follow the Bible/religion no Truth is in you!
    Bible says to Repent and believe the Gospel to be saved! We must Repent!

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  • Philip

    Let the story be told from a night long ago:
    And a Princess in a marriage that pain had sowed
    For she looked in vain for Love she had not gained
    Lost to her world with a man who gave her heart pain.
    For life grew dark like a moon in a quarter
    In this void not a light glowed off the Knight’s black armor.
    He was not a Prince, but a slayer of men at her border
    He stood tall as a man with scars of war, but hands that would not harm her.
    She could not say, for she did not know who he was!
    For he rode two horses; a black one for night
    And a white one for those others to see with sight.
    He turned to her in their moment of need, “Take my hand!
    For I will shield you from harm, from beast or man!”
    He did not hesitate, for which he was born many times to do;
    His resolve was like the steel of his sword, strong and swift.
    For Heaven or Hell would not stand for the Love, his gift.
    As time knows no man and man knows not his time rift.
    So be it with closed hand in a tight fist.
    Only to slowly open to reveal a sweet kiss.
    For his quest of Love has now been found.
    The cold, dark armor that shielded him is on the ground.
    The sword that slashed is washed of his past.
    For now, pressed to his bare chest, wrapped in his arms, she at last.
    For the armor awaits anew for the old warrior’s last breath.
    Happy Valentines!