Why can’t a Beauty love a Beast?

When I was 10 years old I saw the old black and white flick “The Hunchback of Notre Dame”, maybe you remember it? The beautiful Esmerelda was in trouble and her silent guardian, the Hunchback, was greatly distressed as he kept an eye on 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 saw himself as her protector. As I watched the movie I felt so sorry for him and as I lay on my stomach watching with tears on my young cheeks I loved him and wanted 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. To me, that was true love. As an aside, when I saw this play in the theatre I embarrassed my children by crying during the whole last scene.

Then there was the story of “Beauty and the Beast“, by now you get the drift, I felt sorry for Beast and I wanted Belle to love him just as he was! I finally got my happy ending when she fell in love with him as the Beast, which broke the curse over his life and he once again became a handsome Prince. Just wow!

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 Beast, who regained his normal and very handsome physique, Hunchback died defending his beautiful maiden.

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 accept this for what it is from my heart of pure love. I was a dramatic ten-year-old now I’m 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!

3 Replies to “Why can’t a Beauty love a Beast?”

  1. Love one another as HE loves us. This would be a perfect solution to so many negative issues in life…

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