It's Not Just In Fairy Tales

Imagine being pursued by a lover who desires to have you above anyone or anything else. Filled with unadulterated love and unfathomable acceptance, this pursuer seeks ways to demonstrate how he feels about you. His astounding efforts will have you almost question his agenda. You may wonder, "Is this real? Doesn't he know who I am?"

But he does know. He smiles as you ask these questions because he knows he has captured your attention for the moment. Knowing who you are is precisely why he is in hot pursuit of you. And he is all the more eager to show you exactly who you are. He understands you have been told many untruths about yourself. His heart is heavy with your hurts, disappointments, insecurities and sadness. Yet, instead of exclaiming what you are not, he whispers to you - who you are.

And who you are is more precious to him than any rare gem. Even gems - buried deep in soiled environments - can sparkle again once the tarnish is removed and they catch the Light. Tenderness and gentleness are his choice for removal because he knows of your bruising due to these tainted environments.

You scrutinize his love, however. But he knows why. Your reasons for becoming cynical is clear to him, which is why his pursuit never ends. He knows you've been limited to understand what pure, unfiltered, concentrated love really is. You think of even the most well-intended people in your life that have failed you at some point. The thought of what seems like a mystical love seems delusional and left for fantasies. Everyone has conditions at some point.

So his pursuit continues. His hope is that over time you will begin to see the consistent faithfulness of this unadulterated love from him. He is a believer in perseverance and is filled with unlimited patience. And this unwavering love - despite your rejection, your doubts, your fears - calls you. You, right where you are. You, right in the middle of what you're still doing.

His love is alluringly intoxicating. And you are intrigued by the stark contrast to what you've experienced. You taste it to discover; it's not a fairy tale. His love is what creates what real is.