Once, back in the far edges of time, there was a world, a plant. There lived a people on this world. A race that had a hole, a gap in their very beings. Inside of them was a heart, but there was only a black void when it came to love.
These people longed for a relationship, a bond with someone who would fill that void in their hearts. It became there only wish. It was all they wanted, nothing else would compare to being filled. They craved for the ache to go away.
So, that race on that world started searching for love. And it consumed them. It became a crazy obsession- because they realized that without love, they would never be truly happy, and they would die without their life having meant anything.
The inhabitants started writing great stories about the perfect romance. They began to sing songs and ballads about what it would be like, what it would feel like to be in love. They began to script movies couples gazing into each others eyes, about people like them, who had found love.
The women of the species began to try everything to attract love. They dressed, dieted, designed and styled themselves to look like the women in the movies, in the songs and in the stories.
The men began hopping from women to women, looking for the one that would fill their void. They tried to do everything just as the songs had said, but it was always the wrong person.
Everytime a man and woman found eachother, they would think that they had finally found 'the one'. A time of blissfulness would follow, but each and everytime it would only fall apart. Because they would look within themselves and realize, they still had the void in their hearts.
The world lived on. It became complicated and depressed. The beings started killing themselves- the ache became to great for them, and they gave up.
They all believed there was no hope.
Yet, Faithful Love sat but a call away. He was the god, the creator of the world. He was the piece of the puzzel that was missing. He was what they all longed for.
Did he just stand there, and watch them slowly discourage themselves?
No, he reached down to help. He showed them that he was love. He called them, and told them that he would fill their void. He asked for them to give themselves to him.
But they were so busy searching for 'the One', that they missed him completly. They did not see him. Whilst searching for love, they missed it entirely.
Do no put your trust in princes,
Nor in a son of man
In whom there is no help.
In whom there is no help.
~ Psalms 146:3
Written by Meggie. Copyright 2012. Do not copy, protected by copyscape.