I wonder if every little girl wants to be a princess at some point in her life?
I know I did. I did not want to be an ordinary princess though. I wanted to be a “tough as nails princess” The kind that rode horses, participated in sword fights, and really didn’t need a prince to save her from anything. I wanted to be the type of princess that was beautiful, yet didn’t really care if all her gowns sparkled. I wanted to be that type of princess that people liked because she was kind and helpful, not just because she was a princess.
I think my vision of “princess-hood” came from my experiences as a child. My parents divorced when I was young and I was the oldest, thus the “caretaker” of my brother and sister (or so I thought). I had a tendency to protect and hover over those I loved….and no one, I mean no one could mess with me. Not that I was mean….I just didn’t take any junk from anyone!
As I grew up I realized that I wasn’t a princess at all. I feel like I fought for a lot in my life. I am not complaining, it made me who I am today…but princess, naw….no need. I was my own woman. I did not need anyone, or so I thought.
Once I got married, I didn’t really act like I needed my husband either. I did not have a good relationship with my dad, thus the tough exterior. Well, that did not work so well. I did not know who I was….nor how much God really loved me. Then I found out I was treasured…I was a princess.
James 1:12 “Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him.”
Isaiah 62:3 “You will be a crown of splendor in the Lord’s hand, a royal diadem in the hand of your God.”
I needed to know that then, and I need to know that now. I love God with all my heart, and He loves me. And I am still a princess!
IN CHRIST ALONE
*google image, NIV Bible*