Friday, December 28, 2012

A Fairy Tale For Christmas - A story for my family

A Fairy Tale For Christmas



Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, a little princess was born into the world.  The world was not a perfect place, but, nonetheless, she was happy and she was loved.  She also wanted for nothing, being well fed and provided for.  Unlike so many of the fairy tales, her parents were not evil or wicked in the fairy tale way.  They were loving and caring.  She may not have had all the material belongings, but,
somehow, that didn’t matter.  She had the more important things.

The girl discovered very early on that she was loved by the Highest King.  This influenced her outlook as life came at her.  She grew up happily; dancing, singing, playing, reading, and doing all the things princesses do.  Again, I’m not saying that her home was perfect, but what was perfect is that she was loved, by her parents, and, as it turns out, by the High King.

Her Mom introduced her to the High King, she herself being good friends with Him.  It turns out, the King pursued them, made it possible for an intimate friendship.  His friendship has been instrumental in the princess’ life, helping her, counseling her, comforting her, healing her, offering hope, and ultimately, an inheritance beyond all measure.

Well, one of the things the princess dreamed of was to grow up, be a wife, a teacher, a mom, be....well, I’m sure there were more things, but that’s all that comes to mind.  She followed many different divergent paths trying to find a path to these things.  


One Day, December 5th, a handsome and debonair prince asked her if she would consider marrying him.  She said that was interesting, not because she wasn’t interested, but rather, just that day, she had been dreaming of that very thing. Just like a fairy tale, her prince swooped her off her feet!

The next summer, they were married.  Now, the prince’s and princess’ lives became one great adventure.  They were soon blessed with a baby girl, and then a baby boy, and then another baby girl, then another baby girl, then another baby boy, and another baby girl, and finally, another baby boy.  All of these children were and are very important to them and they loved and love each of them intensely.  Even when sadness struck, their love for their children continued.  

The high king taught them how to care for their children.  They did not
always parent perfectly or right.  And they did not always know what to do or how to help, but, they always, ALWAYS loved their children.  They sought to provide for them, instruct them, give them some of their desires, give them good memories.  They introduced them to the High King, hoping that they would be friends with Him too.

As the children grew, the prince and princess were immensely proud of them. They all developed in different and diverging ways.  They had their own set of ups and downs.  They had their own set of talents and gifts.  The princess hoped that they would have happy memories of their childhood and as good a grounding and a start in their lives as she did.  

I guess time will tell, but, I can tell you much about that princess.  She is still very, very happy to be married to her ‘better that Prince Charming’ Prince, her still best
friend!  She is blessed to have a wonderful relationship and friendship with her own mother.  And she is wildly crazy about all her children.  She is proud of each of them!  She loves the friendships that are developing between her and them.  She loves each of them forever!  She is excited at who they are and who they are becoming!  She prays for them and she hopes for them, she cares for them.

As you have already figured out, I am that princess.  I have had a fairy tale life, not in ‘make believe’ land, but rather in the ‘here and now’, because God has blessed me with my family.  He has allowed me to grow up to be what I dreamed of being, a wife, a mom, and a teacher.  He has blessed me with each of you.  Besides  his most wonderful, incomprehensible, everlasting, most fantastic gift of eternal life through Jesus and the work that he started at Christmas, he has blessed me beyond my wildest dreams.  

This Christmas, I wanted to share my “didn’t make it up”, real life tale with you.  I hope you are blessed by how God has blessed me.  I love you all will all my heart and I hope that you will feel God’s love through me and understand, at least a little, how wildly crazy in love He is with each of you.

Merry Christmas!!

P.S.  A side story line to this tale is the tale of how the princess got both a brother and a sister, from very different places.  She also considers herself quite blessed by the fact that they show up in her fairy tale world and in her life!  They filled in the missing puzzle pieces and she is very, very grateful for them, their love, their fellowship, their friendship.

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