True Love
The old woman sat on the antique rattan
rocking chair. Her eyeglasses were perched precariously on her nose as she
concentrated on her sewing chores. A gentle breeze swept the wisp of whitish
hair on her temples.
Beside her sat her teen-age granddaughter. She was like a fresh flower
recently bloomed. Without warning she suddenly blurted out, "Lola, why is true
love so difficult to find?"
The old woman with a kindly face stopped sewing and touched her
granddaughter's head affectionately. After a moment, the young girl cuddled
closer, resting her head on the old woman's lap.
"Listen and I will tell you why," began the grandmother.
"Many centuries ago, when the world was young, true love existed everywhere.
It was available for the asking. Because of this, men and women took true love
for granted, so God decided to keep true love." She stopped and smiled as she
gently stroked the young girl's soft tresses. "God asked a pair of angels to
keep true love."
"First, they buried true love in the ground. But man and woman easily dug it
out. Next, the angels took true love to the highest mountain. But again, man
and woman easily climbed to the top. Then the angels submerged true love in the
deepest sea. Man and woman swam to the bottom of the body of water and with
ease retrieved true love."
"So true love is easy to find," commented the young girl. "For man and woman
will dig, climb and swim."
"Yes ... but finally the angels kept true love in the hearts of man and woman.
Since then, people have had difficulty searching for true love. For they look
everywhere except in the one place that they should keep it."
~ Author Unknown ~