A Magical Fairy Tale

"We Loved Because He Loved Us First"

1 John 4:19

I am not prone to fairy tales, knights in shining armor, princes coming to rescue you as they ride in on their white horse etc....

I didn't like Barbies nor dolls growing up, I did own a Cabbage Patch Kid, which I changed into what I thought he should look like, complete with an ear piercing, make-up and a mohawk.

I am not a girly-girl.

I like sports, can curse with the best of them (though I choose not to), can change a flat tire, know where the electrical box is in case of a power failure, I don't spend hours trolling the mall because I have nothing better to do with my time, I like to help people, I enjoy feeding the homeless, I don't tolerate racism in any form, etc...

I can wear a dress and heels just as easy as jeans and a jersey. I can wear my hair down and done or up in a ponytail, it doesn't matter to me and it depends on the situation I am facing.

However, recently there has been a very small part of me that wants the fairy tale.

I want the happily ever after ending.

I want passion and romance and true, unconditional love.

I want to share my life with someone who will play hide and seek with me just as easily as they can sit down and watch football.

Someone who will run through the fallen leaves in the Autumn, walk along the beach in the Winter, stop to see the new blooms of Spring and one who can take a moment to enjoy the feel of sunshine on their face in the Summer.

One who will give me flowers, just because I am me.

One who will sing even if they think their voice isn't that great.

One who will be able to reach the darkest place within my heart and soul.

One who isn't afraid to show their feelings, one who can cry just as easily as they can laugh.

One who knows all my deepest, darkest secrets and loves me anyway.

One who will dance a goofy dance, just because they feel like it.

One who will skip in the grocery store, just because they are moved at that time.

One who doesn't lie straight to my face.

One who enjoys all the minutes of each and every day.

One who loves the rain as much as I do.

And as I sat and thought about these things last night, I knew I already had that One.

He gives me flowers each and every day, just because I am me.

He sings to me using the birds in my yard, He is the only one who will ever get close to my heart and soul in a way that no one, no matter how hard they try, could do.

He feels each and every thing I feel, He laughs as I laugh and weeps when I weep.

He knows each and every single secret I have, He knows my dreams, my fears, my worries, my doubts, my strengths, as well as my weaknesses.

He will dance with me as well as skip with me, He will never, ever lie to me, He makes the most of each minute I have on this Earth and He made the rain so I know He enjoys it like I do.

With Him, I am a Princess, His Princess.

God loves me just because I am me.

He loves me because that is His very nature.

It is who He is.

He takes delight in me, not for what I can do for Him, but for what He can do for me.

His love singles me out as if there were only Him and I.

His love makes me very special, irreplaceable, and of infinite value.

God loves me because I am His.

He loves me because He made me and because He bought me and because He sees the astounding person He can make me, but only if I let Him.

He is so passionately in love with me, that there is no length to which He will not go to pour His love on me for all eternity.

There isn't a man alive who can compete with that kind of love and maybe in a way I thought there was.

I thought that someone down here could love me the way He does and I realize it will never happen.

He is my knight in shining armor, the Prince on the white horse, the lover of my soul.

He is my fairy tale.

He is the only one who will ever have the other glass slipper and someday, I will get it back.

THE AFTERS
When Stars Are Hiding In The Clouds
I Don’t Feel Them Shining
When I Can’t See Beyond My Doubt
The Silver Lining
When I’ve Almost Reached The End
Like A Flood You’re Rushing In
Love Is Rushing In