A true story of Lieutenant John Blanchard of his character and his blind love.
Young good-looking Lieutenant John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his army uniform and looked through the maze of people at Grand Central station New York. He was looking for the woman he knew, but who's face he had never seen.
The girl with the rose on her lapel.
His interest had begun 13 months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft hand writing reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind. In front of the book he discovered the previous owners name. Miss Hollis Maynell.
With time and effort, he located Hollis's address, she now lived in New York city. He wrote a letter introducing himself inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped over-seas to serve in world war 2. During the next year and 1 month, the 2 grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart.
A romance was budding, Blanchard requested a photograph but she refused, she felt that if he really cared for her it would not matter what she looked like.
The day finally came for him to return from Europe they scheduled their first meeting.
7 O'clock P.M. Grand Central station New York city.
Oh you will recognize me she wrote; I will be wearing a rose on my lapel.
So, at 7 O clock, Blanchard was at the station looking for a girl who's heart he loved but who's face he had never seen. Mr. Blanchard tells what happened!!!
A young woman was coming towards me, tall slim and beautiful. Her long blonde hair laid back in curls from her delicate ears, her eyes blue with flowers, her lips were full and gentle in her pale green suit she was like spring time come alive. I started toward her forgetting this woman did not have a rose on her lapel. As I moved a small provocative smile curled her lips "Going my way sailor" she said. She murmured uncontrollably and then behind her I saw Hollis Maynell.
She was standing almost directly behind this beautiful woman.
A women well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat, she was more than plump, thick ankled feet thrust into low heeled shoes. The lady in the green suit was walking quickly away. I felt as though I was split in 2. So keen was my desire to follow the lady in the green suit, but yet so deep was my longing for the woman who's words touched my heart and comforted my soul and there she stood. Her pale plump face was gentle & sensible, her gray eyes had warm and kindly twinkle.
I did not hesitate as my hands gripped that small worn copy of the book that was to identify me with her. I thought to myself this might not be love but it may be something as precious, a long-time friendship to whom I could bare my soul and be ever grateful. I squared my shoulders and snapped a salute as I held out the book, even though I felt choked at my own bitterness to my disappointment. I I I am Lieutenant John Blanchard and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me here, may I take you to dinner.
The woman's face broadened into a smile as she said, "I don't know what this is all about son", but the young lady in the green suit who just went by begged me to wear this rose on my coat. She said that if you were to ask me out for dinner that she will be waiting in the restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!"
Read Isaiah 53: Who has believed our message and to whom has the arm of the Lord been revealed? He grew up before him like a tender shoot, and like a root out of dry ground.
He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him. 3 He was despised and rejected by mankind, a man of suffering, and familiar with pain. Like one from whom people hide their faces he was despised, and we held him in low esteem. 4 Surely, he took up our pain and bore our suffering, yet we considered him punished by God, stricken by him, and afflicted. 5 But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed. 6 We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way; and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all. He was oppressed and afflicted,
yet he did not open his mouth; he was led like a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before its shearers is silent, so he did not open his mouth. 8 By oppression and judgment he was taken away. Yet who of his generation protested? For he was cut off from the land of the living; for the transgression of my people he was punished. 9 He was assigned a grave with the wicked, and with the rich in his death, though he had done no violence, nor was any deceit in his mouth. 10 Yet it was the Lord’s will to crush him and cause him to suffer, and though the Lord makes his life an offering for sin, he will see his offspring and prolong his days, and the will of the Lord will prosper in his hand. 11 After he has suffered, he will see the light of life and be satisfied; by his knowledge my righteous servant will justify many, and he will bear their iniquities. 12 Therefore I will give him a portion among the great, and he will divide the spoils with the strong, because he poured out his life unto death, and was numbered with the transgressors. For he bore the sin of many, and made intercession for the transgressors.
So, the Question becomes, “What shall we Do with Jesus?” Shall we be enticed to follow the World wearing the Green Suit or will we look for Jesus who is the “Rose of Sharon?” The Green Suit is so very enticing but, the “Rose of Sharon” possesses the Perfect Answer to our ultimate longings!