For all the girls out there who are princesses
and all the boys who will grow up to marry them.
Read with caution, read in peace.
There was once a little girl.
And she was in every way a princess.
She loved to laugh, to sing, to dance. She loved her daddy, loved her mommy.
All the adults around her treated her wonderfully. They taught her how to behave and be a lady, gave her gifts and clothes and dresses, gave her love and support, and always protected her in such a way that she got plenty of freedom but never was hurt by the evils of the world.
Then she got a little bit older.
And she was schooled and taught responsibilities and told about the bad things in the world and the things one must ever do. Her life was still wonderful. She came to know good friends (some better than others) and learned how to be a good friend herself.
Then she became a teenager.
And she began to realize the complications of growing up. All the "social norms" and expectations of young women and young men. She learned about life and trust and communication and understanding. New people, different people came into her life. She began to love parties and activities. Started being noticed by boys and noticing back. Her parents and adult friends still guarded her and her life was still good. They taught her about money and possessions and she learned to enjoy things in life but not to want to be rich. They gave her wisdom and knowledge. She tried so very hard at being a good friend and a good daughter, while learning who she was and her place in the world. At seventeen she wrote a book and started to work a job at a store, growing up, making decisions on her career and her future. No damsel in distress she would be, but a head-strong princess.
Then she made a choice.
She loved someone, but was not loved back. It broke her heart and she swore she would never love again.
In her depression and desperation, the seventeen year old young woman went out with the first man who asked her if she wanted to go on a date. And was exposed to the evils of the world. And she liked it. Enjoyed it even.
The princess was shown darkness and power - the power of the world and she realized she could become a terrible queen with many men and people beneath her feet. The temptation was strong and she deceived herself into thinking she could do it all without her parents notice or permission.
So, her self-training began.
She lied to herself, her parents, everyone. They still saw a good princess, but inside she followed the ways of the evil world, did things no one should ever do.
Then her parents found out.
They brought her home, though she continued to lie, kick and scream against them. She saw a cage instead of the beautiful home she actually lived in. In her anger and loss of all that she knew, she almost killed herself.
But she did not.
She could not bring herself to end her life.
For you see, this particular princess could see things that others could not. She had a gift of vision. As long as God allowed her to see the spark within herself, she could not raise the knife to her heart or the gun to her head. Jesus had given her the ability to see the silver lining, the hope, the life, the love that God puts there in all things. He told her that He was saving her for something special, that a real man would come to love her and marry her. Though the world had taught her lust, God taught her love and forgiveness. She had been raised a princess, and Jesus saved a princess.
From that point on, she worked hard. She pledged to herself and God that she would live as a career girl and working-class woman. She would be busy while she waited...waited for the change of life. Yes, the real change had happened in her heart and soul, but then she waited for God's guidance.
Not long after that, the princess met a young man. They started a relationship under her parents' supervision. And they grew closer together and grew to love one another. He was not perfect, but then again neither was she. But when he asked her to marry him, she knew the answer. Yes. Yes, she would be his princess for life.
She promised him that she would be poor if he was poor, that wherever he would go she would follow, that she would support him and take care of him and love him for the rest of her days. She saw dark times ahead, but she was finally ready for them. She knew that the bad and the upsetting moments would come and go because God was on their side. She knew that a real princess doesn't care about gold and jewels and dresses and pets and fun times. She understood that a real princess works hard and plays harder, gives all she is and more, loves unconditionally and yet protects herself while waiting for her protector and lover. She understood that if God approves of a marriage, and they trust in Him, it lasts to the end of time. She made the commitment in her heart and waited for the wedding day to make the commitment with her body and soul.
That story is my story.
Silver Line
and all the boys who will grow up to marry them.
Read with caution, read in peace.
There was once a little girl.
And she was in every way a princess.
She loved to laugh, to sing, to dance. She loved her daddy, loved her mommy.
All the adults around her treated her wonderfully. They taught her how to behave and be a lady, gave her gifts and clothes and dresses, gave her love and support, and always protected her in such a way that she got plenty of freedom but never was hurt by the evils of the world.
Then she got a little bit older.
And she was schooled and taught responsibilities and told about the bad things in the world and the things one must ever do. Her life was still wonderful. She came to know good friends (some better than others) and learned how to be a good friend herself.
Then she became a teenager.
And she began to realize the complications of growing up. All the "social norms" and expectations of young women and young men. She learned about life and trust and communication and understanding. New people, different people came into her life. She began to love parties and activities. Started being noticed by boys and noticing back. Her parents and adult friends still guarded her and her life was still good. They taught her about money and possessions and she learned to enjoy things in life but not to want to be rich. They gave her wisdom and knowledge. She tried so very hard at being a good friend and a good daughter, while learning who she was and her place in the world. At seventeen she wrote a book and started to work a job at a store, growing up, making decisions on her career and her future. No damsel in distress she would be, but a head-strong princess.
Then she made a choice.
She loved someone, but was not loved back. It broke her heart and she swore she would never love again.
In her depression and desperation, the seventeen year old young woman went out with the first man who asked her if she wanted to go on a date. And was exposed to the evils of the world. And she liked it. Enjoyed it even.
The princess was shown darkness and power - the power of the world and she realized she could become a terrible queen with many men and people beneath her feet. The temptation was strong and she deceived herself into thinking she could do it all without her parents notice or permission.
So, her self-training began.
She lied to herself, her parents, everyone. They still saw a good princess, but inside she followed the ways of the evil world, did things no one should ever do.
Then her parents found out.
They brought her home, though she continued to lie, kick and scream against them. She saw a cage instead of the beautiful home she actually lived in. In her anger and loss of all that she knew, she almost killed herself.
But she did not.
She could not bring herself to end her life.
For you see, this particular princess could see things that others could not. She had a gift of vision. As long as God allowed her to see the spark within herself, she could not raise the knife to her heart or the gun to her head. Jesus had given her the ability to see the silver lining, the hope, the life, the love that God puts there in all things. He told her that He was saving her for something special, that a real man would come to love her and marry her. Though the world had taught her lust, God taught her love and forgiveness. She had been raised a princess, and Jesus saved a princess.
From that point on, she worked hard. She pledged to herself and God that she would live as a career girl and working-class woman. She would be busy while she waited...waited for the change of life. Yes, the real change had happened in her heart and soul, but then she waited for God's guidance.
Not long after that, the princess met a young man. They started a relationship under her parents' supervision. And they grew closer together and grew to love one another. He was not perfect, but then again neither was she. But when he asked her to marry him, she knew the answer. Yes. Yes, she would be his princess for life.
She promised him that she would be poor if he was poor, that wherever he would go she would follow, that she would support him and take care of him and love him for the rest of her days. She saw dark times ahead, but she was finally ready for them. She knew that the bad and the upsetting moments would come and go because God was on their side. She knew that a real princess doesn't care about gold and jewels and dresses and pets and fun times. She understood that a real princess works hard and plays harder, gives all she is and more, loves unconditionally and yet protects herself while waiting for her protector and lover. She understood that if God approves of a marriage, and they trust in Him, it lasts to the end of time. She made the commitment in her heart and waited for the wedding day to make the commitment with her body and soul.
That story is my story.
Silver Line
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