#57: On Princess Dreams

#57: On Princess Dreams

I recently got to be a small part of our school’s production of Beauty and the Beast. The whole experience was amazing, but one of the most precious things was seeing all the little girls coming to watch the musical dressed in their frilly princess costumes. Their eyes shone with anticipation as they walked into the lobby, and their joy was made complete after the musical when they were able to take pictures with Belle and the other characters.

I have to admit, if this had happened a few years ago, internally I would be shouting bitterly to the girls, “Don’t buy into the lie! Prince Charming doesn’t always come! You may have to learn to rescue yourself!”

See, I had grown up watching and believing the princess movies. I believed with all my heart that my prince would come. That I would be the girl twirling in the beautiful, beaded dress. I waited patiently with hope, but as the years went by, hope declined. Eventually I gave up on the dream and became “Independent Girl.” “Independent Girl” can take care of herself. She doesn’t need a prince to rescue her.

And yet, deep inside, buried under the hurt and disappointment, the dream remained.

Well-meaning people would try to encourage with me with phrases such as “God is your husband” and “Jesus is your Prince.” “Yeah, Yeah”, I would reply, but somehow that always seemed like a consolation prize, especially since these words were usually uttered by women who had found their earthly prince.

I struggled and fought with this idea for quite a while before I finally let the truth of it sink into my heart; before I finally allowed myself to admit my vulnerabilities and my need to be rescued; before I finally allowed myself to understand that an earthly prince would never be able to meet my needs; and before I finally began to grasp, in a small way, just how much God has done for me.

Eventually, I was able to rewrite the princess story in my heart. Instead of pinning all my hopes on an earthly prince, I was able to see myself as the girl stuck in sin who desperately needed to be rescued by a heavenly prince. I was able to see Jesus as the prince who came from heaven to lift me out of the mire (Psalm 40:2), to exchange my ashes for beauty (Isaiah 61:3), to give me a crown of righteousness (2 Timothy 4:8), to give me new clothes (Colossians 3 and Galatians 3), and to give me a new home (John 14:2-3).

 A couple years ago, I was at Disneyland and took the “Which Disney Princess are You?” test and I was matched with Cinderella. I smiled to myself as I realized how closely my story parallels Cinderella’s. I still long for my earthly prince to come, but I am content for now knowing my heavenly prince has indeed already come, and I wear my tiara with pride.

Whom have I in heaven but you?

And earth has nothing I desire besides you.

My flesh and my heart may fail,

but God is the strength of my heart

and my portion forever.

Psalm 73:25 – 26

Amy- Bradley Hand

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