We have an idiom, 'the apple of his eye'. An artist when he paints a portrait will often wait until the end to put that little stroke of white on the eye, reflecting light. It makes the portrait come alive and the eyes dance. This little sparkle is 'the apple'.......
When I was little there were people whose eyes sparkled when they saw me. I was the apple of their eye and knew it. There are children and people who make my eyes twinkle when I see them, and they know it.
Lovers have a shining that happens when they see each other and make eye contact, both know that they are the apple of each other's eye...... saying without words, you delight me!
Sometimes, I think people can't recall ever being the apple of anyone's eye when they were small, let alone as an adult. Abandoned, discarded, widowed, divorced or just simply alone not by choice, they are without someone to protect, love, cherish, cover them or lead them. Even if they had that experience for a few fleeting moments as a child or young woman, they have forgotten what it was like, no memory, no recollection-life's experiences have blurred it.
As Valentine's day comes around again, I feel compassion towards women. It's not that I want them to get married, have a boyfriend, get chocolate or roses or the hallmark thing as much as wanting them to really, really comprehend that they are "THE APPLE OF GOD'S EYE". If they have experienced it humanly, I pray they could remember it, so they will recognize it again with the Lover of their soul. If they have never experienced it, I pray that you and I together would let our eyes light up when they walk into the room.....so they'll know what it feels like to be delighted in.