“There are really no words strong enough…”

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Imagine you are a member of the King’s guard.

 

You’re a capable warrior. 

 

You have every right to be where you are in the hierarchy.

 

Yet, you are fully aware that there are plenty of other men in your unit that are just as good a soldier as yourself.

 

If not better.

 

 

 

However, late one night, you’re roused from your sleep by the King, himself.

 

He kicks the foot of your bed with powerful, unrelenting blows.

 

Until you awaken.

 

At which point, he states with the utmost gravity:

 

“You are the only one that can reclaim the Holy Grail.

 

No other has the qualifications to perform this urgent, all-consuming task.

 

I, and all I rule, are in dire need of you and you alone.”

 

 

 

How would you feel?

 

Very likely, you’d swell with pride.

 

You’d serve with eagerness and alacrity.

 

And you’d do what was asked of you, regardless of whatever suffering accompanied it.

 

 

Take a moment.

 

Close your eyes.

 

Really play that scenario in your mind and experience the flood of emotion that accompanies it.

 

 

 

Now realize:

 

That’s how a woman feels when the right man makes demands of her.

 

 

 

 

 

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