THE CHARMER
I sat there in disbelief as the room came alive with excitement, and in a "standing room only" crowd, electricity was in the air as he took center stage.
I had never been to an Elvis concert before. Although his music and unmistakable voice had illuminated the solitude of our home for many years, I had never seen a live performance.
The costume he wore seemed to capture the radiance of the lights and bounce their effects all around the room. Anticipation was so thick in the air you could almost cut through it with a knife, and the screams of adoring fans was deafening. In this atmosphere, I came face-to-face with one of life's greatest lessons on love, sex and relationships. Continue reading and I'll show you what I mean.
He sang old familiar tunes like "Are You Lonesome Tonight," "All Shook Up," "Blue Suede Shoes," and "I Can't Help Falling in Love with You". His antics on stage left everyone in the audience spellbound and exhausted.
That's when it happened!
He took his sweaty scarf, wiped even more sweat off his stage-lit brow, and in mid-song tossed it into the audience.
Now, imagine this in slow motion with me. The scarf slowly unravels as it floats through the air. The air blowing in the building causes it to rise and carry across rows of fans from all ages and walks of life. As it moves through the air, for what seems an eternity, the room falls silently captivated in the moment. As the neck scarf seems to extend itself in mid-air, the effects of the stage lights cause shadows to dance across the faces watching intently with amusement.
I remembered seeing this many times at his concerts on TV. The audience always fell all over each other trying to get the neck kerchief. Fights would even ensue as people anywhere near the falling kerchief flocked to capture their prize of the night. The sweat of Elvis became the sweet of Elvis to anyone going home with this prize in their possession.
With all this in mind, imagine the surprise I felt when everyone in the building moved out of the way and let the kerchief hit the floor. Not a single person was drawn towards it, even worse, they moved away to give it plenty of room to drop onto the floor.
For just a moment, it seemed as if someone had let the air out of the room like one would a balloon, and a pause in his performance on stage seemed to reflect a crush to the old ego.
He wasn't sick, he looked bathed, seemed to have good hygiene, and the scarf he tossed appeared to be clean and fresh.
So, what was the problem?
The answer is simple!
THE CHEAP IMITATION
The man on stage was an Elvis IMPERSONATOR, and people everywhere know the difference between A CHEAP IMITATION AND THE REAL THING.
What, you may be wondering, does this have to do with a great lesson on love, sex and relationships?
You ever notice how the voice of culture around us seems to have us so quick to accept the cheap imitation when it comes to love, sex and relationships?
- Heart hungry for DESIGN, we feed on DESIRE
- We make our sexuality more about how much LEG-I-SEE than about LEG-A-CY
- We buy in to the sizzle of relationships but sell out the soul of relationships
- The HEAT UNDER OUR SHEETS seems more important than the HEART UNDER OUR SHIRTS
- We make relationships more about "TURNING ON" than "TUNING IN"
- We devote more energy to the "URGE" than we do the "MERGE"
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