Once
upon a time
I
heard that happily ever after
only
existed in bed time stories
of
princesses with wicked step mothers,
a
handsome prince on a white stallion
coming
to save them from the dragon guarded castle,
and
a fairy god mother with all the answers to their problems.
Truth
is,
I
am not a princess.
I
don’t have a wicked step mother who poisons my fruit,
I
don’t intend on ever having a man climb up the side of my house by my hair,
nor
do I know a fantastical creature
that
can turn a plain country pumpkin into a golden carriage.
Crazy,
huh?
But
it’s real.
Though
I may not be locked away somewhere far far away,
I
am awaiting true love’s kiss.
You
know, that kiss that awakes you
from
all those other nightmare relationships you’ve had.
Unfortunately,
I
don’t have a short stature,
gray-haired
woman with wings by my side
that’ll
sing non-sensical tunes
to
make me feel better
after
having my step sisters rent the dress
the
mice from the attic made me.
But
I do have a God
that
has more than twinkling dust for power,
who’ll
bring me my prince charming
when
He thinks I’m ready.
So
until then,
I’ll
lay in wait like sleeping beauty
because
to wait on Him means to wait on him.
I’m
no Cinderella,
but
I do believe in happily ever after,
even
after the clock strikes 12.
In
due time,
God
will lead the man of my dreams to me
for
at that very moment
I
will be the only fair maiden
in
all the land
whose
foot fits the glass slipper he found.
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