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What is it about a love story?

So my husband and I are watching a Sandra Bullock movie on TV. There is something about a love story that just gets me every time. I am a true sucker for a romance plot. Some of them I have watched so many times I can repeat the lines. What is it about a love story that catapults most women into a sudden dreamland of their own.

It starts very early in life with bedtime stories about a princess needing rescue from a dragon or lofty tower or some evil queen. There is always a handsome prince that saves the day and they always live "happily ever after". I think that is why I was so drawn to the new TV series "Once Upon A Time". It takes all your favorite fairy tales and turns them into a 21st century storyline. If your little ones aren't enticed by the book stories, Disney has made a movie for just about every one of them. 

Is it just clever marketing or does every little girl have something buried in their heart that longs for a dashing prince to save her? I believe each one of us wants to be loved, protected and cherished. I know I certainly do! Before my walk with the Lord began, I was definitely looking for that very thing. Sometimes in very wrong places. I didn't find him that way if you are wondering. I didn't find him until I found Him; until I allowed God to choose for me.

There are numerous love stories throughout the bible. Perhaps the most important one is the love affair God has with you. He loves you so much He sent his son from heaven to earth to save you! He can truly be the love of your life.

If you seem to find love in all the wrong places, take some time to explore what God's love can mean to you.

In His service
Mally

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