Some time last year, there was a man who handed me a beautiful rose. He did plan to surprise me with it, and I knew how much effort he exerts just to give me that. However, I wasn’t good at hiding my real feelings. When he gave me the long-stemmed, red rose, I was not at all surprise neither extremely glad to receive it. My face shows it all. He said he was hurt with my response. He was expecting that I would be very happy with the rose, but I was not.
Honestly, deep inside I was happy with his efforts in pursuing me, but I am not totally knocked off my feet with such gesture neither did I went head over heels with it. A rose cannot easily sweep me away, even if it makes my heart smile.
As I reflect on the passion of Christ on the cross, it dawned on me that I have been swept away by a man crowned with thorns, a man who pursued me not with things in this world but with His very own life. What Jesus Christ did on the cross was more than enough for me to know my worth and that I am loved. It was the greatest expression of love that I have received. Who can beat that? No man ever, right?
I did appreciate all this man’s efforts for me though; it’s just that no man can ever sweep me off my feet like Christ did. I have been won by Jesus. I am swept away by His love, and no one can ever make me feel loved and glad more than what He has done.
I AM FOREVER SWEPT AWAY BY LOVE, HIMSELF.
So, to all the young ladies and single women reading this, I would like to encourage you to remind yourself that your worth is more than just a bouquet of beautiful roses. Don’t be easily swept away. Look at the man, who handed you those roses, does he reflect to you the Man who was crowned with thorns for your sake?
The Man named Jesus has long pursued you with His life. Let His love be your standard and basis of what love is. Again, be swept away by the eternal, unconditional love of Christ and not on the temporary, conditional love of this world. Not a bouquet of roses will ever satisfy you, only the Man crowned with thorns.
Not a bouquet of roses will ever satisfy you, only the Man who was crowned with thorns.