
There she is—living in a palace—a perfect life of happiness, right?
Fancy balls, feasts, and so many celebrations;
Beautiful dresses and a pair of shoes to go with each dress;
Servants to tend to her every need: her hair, nails, and make-up…
Lady of the land, living in a castle,
being waited on hand and foot…
Oh yes, even chefs cook whatever her heart desires!
And then, of course, there is…. *sigh* the dashingly handsome Prince Charming….
And as any good Prince would, he dotes on his Princess bride. Their life: a perfect dream of happily ever after…. Oh, it’s so easy to believe… To forget the rest… To focus on the good of life instead!
He proudly walks in with her on his arm at every state function. The trumpets announce them as they enter under an archway of flashing swords. As the evening continues, everyone there seeks the couple out making small talk—not ever openly recognizing that they remember she is only a servant girl Cinderella masquerading as a Princess…
Happily ever after…
Or not?
What about how the story continues?
It is only time before Prince Charming is called to lead his countrymen to defend their homeland. Sure, he could stay safely in the palace with Cinderella and their darling children—but since he is a true leader of the Land, he goes where he is needed, but more than that—where he is *called.*
Of course the new Princess must stay behind. Everyone knows where she came from... They know that only because of the Prince is she "royalty." And so she lives confined to the castle—waiting for her Prince Charming to return… There are no more parties, no more state dinners, even the servants seem to disappear into the shadows…
And she is left, crying in the night to the only One who truly understands…
Sometimes lives look completely different when viewed from the inside... But praise the Lord that He will never leave nor forsake us! How truly blessed we are! :-)
Sending much love in Christ to you, dear reader,
ooly!
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