I dated a girl that found out I was into art, so she told me all about this Kinkade guy (whom I'd never heard of)...interesting...then I saw the images online, the lame hand-touched "print" marketing scheme, the glossy brochures and catalogs, and finally the many franchise stores scattered around the country. Mostly God's Country. I was -like- "wow" and couldn't believe anybody could fall for that. It was really too bad. She was not stupid, athletic and rather sexy; we parted ways soon after
the person in my office is of faith as well. Kinkade made inroads in that market I guess.
"Of faith", a very kind way of putting it. Sometimes I forget there is a gentle touch that can be employed
This one, seemed a good catch upfront (no pun, but still there for you Bronty), but ended up she could only receive pleasure but not give it...because she wasn't certain she loved me. Seemed pretty selfish to me! What would Jesus do?
sounds like she broke your heart.