With all the Valentine’s celebrations I can’t help but think about the first Valentine’s day with my love. I have to tell you something.
I wasn’t ready..
I was just keeping my promises the night I saw those honest blue eyes. Those arms and that truck that most assuredly belonged to a working man.
I wasn’t ready…
I wasn’t ready to be seen and loved just for me. I wasn’t ready to believe that there really was someone out there who loved Jesus, and had the character qualities that I longed for. Love and happiness was for those girls in the magazines, in the movies. The ones who fit into a size 4. Not for me. They were for those girls who had their acts together, who had never been broken in the way that I was.
Much to my surprise It just wasn’t true. I was loved for the beauty I possessed. The beauty I could not see. The light in my eyes. The joy in my heart. My brunette hair, freckles and big hips. I was loved for it all. And I wasn’t ready.
Through some deep inner work I discovered that the bodysuit of fat that I carried around served as armor for me. I imagined that it served to protect and insulate me from being hurt, being rejected. He came into my world and began to accept me, love me and pursue me, and I ran. I pushed him away. I was afraid to be known, and seen.
Slowly but surely, his steady, persistent love melted my defenses. I began to open up little by little and allow myself to be loved.
Are you ready? If not how do you get ready?
I have a free webinar that I would like to send your way. If you would like to take the next steps in getting your heart ready for love, and navigating the waters of relationships, shoot me an email at
Daisy@DaisyBurgan.com, and I will get it right to you.
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