Monday, March 23, 2015

Divine Romance

The forest was ghastly silent save for the occasional rustling of a wayward leaf or crackling of a dry twig.  On a rotten log lying next to a primitive path, a young girl sat with mud-stained clothes and wet cheeks.  Her eyes were puffy and her hair was a mangled tassel of dirt and knots.  Just blossoming into the beauty of a young woman, her slight frame seemed tarnished by her surroundings and muddy dress.  A quiet sob shook her frame and suddenly a waterfall of sadness seemed to burst over her as her pitiful cries echoed and then became lost among the heartless trees.  The bare bark and branches seemed only to mock her misery as the chill of Fall settled down into the dark woods.  She was hopelessly lost.  Again.

Suddenly, the pounding of hooves could be heard coming up the path.  Rounding a corner in the trail, there appeared a handsome white stallion galloping stalwartly towards the girl.  His breath was steamy and his sides heaved from exertion.  Upon his back rode a suave young man, dressed in elegant garments and riding with noble bearing.  Small streaks of blood could still be seen around his forehead and on his hands and feet where the briars had cut him during the recent escapade into the forest.  He reined his horse to a stop in front of the young woman, who had now quit crying and was attempting to avoid eye contact with the stately young man in front of her.  He was her Prince, but more than that, he was her betrothed.  As she rose in humble recognition, he swung nimbly off his horse and reached for her hand.

“Young lady, I knew I could find you here.”

He smiled lovingly and a slight twinkle played about the corners of his eyes as he helped her to her feet and dusted off the mess covering her humble clothes.  For the first time in what seemed like forever, she half smiled with relief.  But it only lasted for a moment.

“Supper is ready and my Father, along with the rest of the kingdom, awaits your return.”  The Prince slipped his hands gently around the young woman but she didn’t respond.

“I can’t,” she finally said.  “I can’t go!  I keep leaving you, publicly shaming you, and every time you make me feel beautiful inside, I get so lost and ruined and hopeless that I can’t even love myself.”  She began to weep again.

The Prince quietly pulled her into his arms and brushed back a wet strand of hair.  “That doesn’t matter,” he whispered.  “I love you anyway.”


Did she go with him?  Did she end up being the beautiful princess she was destined to become?  How does the story end?  Only you know, because only you can finish it.  Will you say yes to the Prince’s offer of hope and a future?  The divine romance will long remain a beautiful mystery; how One can love through death, shame, mockery, and ultimate rejection and denial is prodigious.  Often we say no to Christ’s offer of love and acceptance simply because we can’t love ourselves, not because we don’t believe He loves us.  But that’s the beauty of love.  It has nothing to do with us and everything to do with Him.

I believe so many people "fail at love" because they have not allowed themselves to be loved.  It takes humility and courage to realize just how dirty and broken and ruined you are, and yet fully allow someone to come into your life and love you anyway.  One cannot truly love until he understands how much he is loved.

Perhaps your parents could not provide the love you sought.  Perhaps your significant other or your spouse doesn't understand how to love.  None of this matters, because there is Somebody who loves you more than anyone else in the world:

For God so loved you that He gave His only begotten Son that should you believe on Him, you will not perish but have everlasting life.  How can you resist such love?

3 comments:

  1. So blessed by this. If there's anything I've been learning, it is that He is far more real and tangibly loving that we realize. Oh to let Him love us and to love Him back with all our hearts.

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    1. This is so true!! I'm glad you were blessed by the post.

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