I was watching a couple who was dancing a waltz to “So this is love” from the Disney movie “Cinderella”, which I always loved to watch, and it made me want to re-post this, I think it fits and this subject is one that is dear to my heart:
When I was about 10 years old I saw the old black and white flick “The Hunchback of Notre Dame”. The beautiful Griselda was in trouble and it greatly distressed the Hunchback who had been watching her from the towers of the church where he was the ringer of the bell. He was very much in love with her. He was horribly deformed in his physical body, but his heart was like that of any normal man and he became her protector. As I watched the movie I felt so sorry for him and wanted I her to be in love with him too.
I fell in love again when I watched the “Man of La Mancha”; Don Quixote was a hero, if only in his own mind, but a hero none-the-less. He fell in love with a person that we wouldn’t actually call a “lady” but in his mind she was beautiful and a saint and so he called her Dulcinea, i.e. woman who is a man’s sweetheart, even though her name was a less beautiful Aldonza. She didn’t put on airs with him and she told him that she did not deserve such a wonderful name but he loved her and through his eyes she was an angel and deserved the name change from Aldonza to Dulcinea.
Then there was the story of “Beauty and the Beast”, by now you get the drift as I again felt sorry for the beast and I wanted Belle to love him just as he was! But finally there was a happy ending when she fell in love with him, which broke the curse over his life and once again became a handsome Prince.
The common thread with the hunchback and the beast is that it would take a pure heart to see the inside man and fall in love even though he was such ugliness. The hunchback didn’t fare as well as the beast as he died defending his beautiful maiden, however the beast regained his normal and very handsome visage.
True love can do this…didn’t someone once say that “beauty is in the eye of the beholder”?
As far as Don Quixote goes, I think I always wished for him to come into my life, this man who would march into hell for a heavenly cause and see me as the person who could be his angel. A man who would go out and fight the windmill if he were convinced it was a dragon, a man who was pure in heart. Is there such a man?
There is one that has all of these qualities all wrapped up in one man, the God man, Jesus Christ. He loved me just as he found me; he walked into hell and took the keys of death and hell away from the most dreaded dragon of all, Satan. His visage was scarred beyond recognition, Isaiah 53:2-4, There was nothing beautiful or majestic about his appearance, nothing to attract us to him. He was despised and rejected— a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief. We turned our backs on him and looked the other way. He was despised, and we did not care. Yet it was our weaknesses he carried; it was our sorrows that weighed him down.
This man died for me as the hunch back died for Griselda, he was beaten until his face was like the poor beast, unrecognizable, and like Don Quixote, he gave me a new name, a sweet heavenly name which I will know when I see Him, and when I see Him I will see him as He is for I shall be like Him.
I am by no means comparing Jesus to any of the characters that I have mentioned just take this for what it is from my heart of pure love. I was a dramatic ten-year-old to a sappy, sentimental woman and before you try to figure me out, just know that I am a new creature in Him the One Who is my Man, and my Hero, my Savior, my Lord, and He loves you whether you are a Beauty or a Beast!