Saturday, November 24, 2007

Love Story


Recently I read a book of a love story, in
which there was a very beautiful young lady
working in a vineyard. The vineyard was
owned by some very wealthy, influential king.
Because of working outside in the vineyards,
the weather and sun had darkened her
skin, and she thought that she no longer
looked feminine. She wanted to please her
“Beloved” and since she was tanned from
working outside, she thought he wouldn’t be
pleased with her appearance. She was in love
and she wanted to do anything and everything
to please him.
Her brothers, having discovered her love
for her “Beloved,” tried to break up the relationship
so they sent her up north where she
was now working, in order to separate and
put distance between her and her Beloved.
She left her own home, and her own vineyard
and was working someone else’s vineyard.
Her courtship was with a very handsome
young man, and he, himself was also working,
doing pastural work, as a shepherd, feeding
a flock, in another city.
He was trying to provide for himself and
also for her, as they planned to marry as soon
as they could. The thing that attracted each of
them in their relationship was not a physical
attraction but it was in the soul.
Now they had been dating and courting
for some time as they were waiting for the
right time for them to be married. In their
courtship they spent time banqueting and
they enjoyed taking a picnic together. They
took full advantage of the time they had
together and made it quality time.
Through this courtship and romance they
had come to know that there was no doubt
that they were right for each other. She knew
that he was designed for her and he knew
that she was designed for him.
This recognition was their protection, and
they both had no fear of any other person
being able to take either her place or his place
in this relationship.
She knew that she belonged to him, and
she knew that he belonged to her. She knew
that he was one out of a thousand, the fairest
of thousands. The more they were apart, the
more they longed for each other.
Absence didn’t make the heart to wander.
Absence just proved that they were right for
each other, distance did not cancel out their
love for one another. He could be where he
was, and she could be where she was, and
they had confidence because he was in her
soul and she was in his soul.
The more they were apart, the greater
became their desire to be together.
In her longing for her “Shepherd-Lover,”
she wished that he could be one of her brothers,
so that he could be living in the same
house with her and her mother and her
brothers, so that she could see him every day.
She wanted to share the affection that there
is in family among brothers and sisters. She
wanted to be with him, not even as her husband;
but the relationship merely as a brother.
She knew that her desire was for him and
his desire was for her.
Being apart so much of the time, one
night, the Shepherd-Lover couldn’t take it
any longer and so he decided to visit her. He
couldn’t stay away.
When he arrived in her room, she was
asleep. He opened the door and whispered to
her, but he decided it would be better if he
left, so he left, protecting her from both himself
and her, being so emotionally involved.
He left without even touching or kissing
her, protecting her virginity.
But she awoke and sensed that he was in
her room. She heard his voice, and she
became excited because love is tone oriented.
She could smell his aroma as she reached for
the door knob and it was familiar and exciting
to her.
He left and she went out looking for him,
but she couldn’t find him. She knew that his
love for her was protective and protected her
by not taking advantage of her when she was
extremely vulnerable.
Their relationship was challenged not
only by her brothers trying to separate them,
but the king on whose estate she was working,
was causing them some problems.
When he saw how beautiful she was, he
was attracted by her beauty and he tried to
entice her and win her away from her
Shepherd-Lover, to make her one of the many
ladies in his harem.
He tried to attract her with all his possessions,
he was the richest man on the Earth and
had everything and he tried to win her, not
only with wealth, but also offered her a prominent
position, as being a queen, the first lady.
He tried to win her with money, riches,
fame, and honour.
His vineyard produced thousands upon
thousands of dollars, he had 60 men who carried
him around in a chair, any where he went.
He had his own army. His men were expert
in war, and they rode in ornate chariots, made
of silver and gold with purple coverings.
He had so much money he didn’t know
what to do with it next, so he tried to bribe
this young lady and give her anything and
everything that she could ever hope or dream
of when it comes to being rich and famous.
Besides offering her the whole world, he
tried to win her by flattery, and he began to
tell her how beautiful she was physically. He
began describing her very graphically.
It was like he was going up and down her
body as he described her. He mentions her
eyes, and how rich and beautiful her hair
was, and that her teeth are white and that not
one tooth was missing or broken.
He speaks of her lips and her voice, and
how she speaks, and the temples in her head
and how her hair falls so beautifully over
them. He speaks of her neck and breasts and
thighs and naval and feet.
He is totally occupied with her physical
appearance, but doesn’t love her or even know
what she is really like, He is just attracted to
her physically.
Flattery from the wrong man is insulting
and obnoxious, but from the Right-Man it is
exciting, magnifying, and fulfilling.
This king has everything and he wants
everything and sees this beautiful woman
and he wants to add her to his collection, but
this is something he can’t have, and this frustrated
him.
He has 1,000 women in his harem, and
she would be 1,001, But if a thousand won’t
do it, one more won’t. But one will.
But this young lady working in his vineyard
remains faithful to her beloved and she
resists his advances and fast lines, because of
having her beloved in her soul, fulfilling and
completing her.
Some of the other ladies in the palace try
to put pressure on her, and try to get her to
push herself on her beloved to force him to
marry her before the right time to be married.
They try to convince her to go to the field
where her Shepherd-Lover is feeding the
flock, to visit him while he is on the job while
he is working and try to entice him to marry
her now. They think it is right for them to
marry and they think that now is the right time.
There is a Right-Man and a Right-Woman
and there is a right time
A relationship can be destroyed by a premature
marriage, not giving any time for
growth and maturity especially on the man’s
part.
With all these obstacles facing her, she
waited and waited for the right time. She
knew she had her Right-Man.
With her brothers trying to break them up,
with the king trying to turn her head wit
fame and fortune, and these ladies trying to
push her into an immature marriage, she
waits ...
When he visited her, she went out looking
for him. But she couldn’t find him. She wandered
through the streets even asking the
policemen if they had seen him and they said
no.
She finally found him, and when she
found him, she brought him home to her
mother, but not as a brother, as she one time
had wished. But she held him and would not
let him go and took him into her mother’s
chamber where she was first conceived.
Soul love always precedes sex love before
the marriage is consummated. The recognition
and identification is in the soul, and sex
is just one of many expressions of love.
The shepherd lover tells her the time is
right and he proposes marriage.
He says, Rise up my love, my fair (beautiful)
one, and come away.
They both know that the time is right.
And he repeats the invitation.
Rise up, my love, my fair (beautiful) one,
and come away.
And she responds by saying, “Make haste,
My beloved.”
And they ride off into the sunset and live
happily ever after.
“I am my beloveds. And my beloved is
mine.”

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