Every movie had me teary eyed and speechless!
Not only did I love the stories, but also the princes! My two absolute favorites were Prince Eric and Prince Charming... Handsome, weren't they?(; And not only did I find their appearances attractive, but I especially was fond of their characters!
For as long as I can remember, I've always wanted a prince of my own. Not a prince who was lazing, frightened, and unfaithful. But a prince who would save me from my evil stepmother and evil stepsisters! Or even save me from a dragon with breathe of fire! (Even though my mother and sister are not my step relatives, and they are both far from being evil. Haha.) (And everyone knows that dragons don't exist, unless you are referring to a "dragon lizard"! Haha.)
A prince who would risk his life for me like that,
was the prince I wanted to give my heart to.— A prince who not only was courageous and strong, but also gentle, respectful, and who loved me with an undying love.
I've been told more than once that a man like that doesn't exist.
That the love story of Cinderella's, and many others weren't really reality in today's world. They were just books and movies.
And I knew that. I understood that no man is perfect.
But still, I dreamed of a prince who was. I dreamed of having a love story of my own, that would be told to others, for the rest of my life, and perhaps even after that!
These past two days— one week from Easter, I have truly realized who my true prince is!...
He was someone I had known most of my life. He had been a pretty close family friend, as well as his father. Whenever my parents would be going through a difficult situation in life, his father would always encourage my parents, and also provide them with money for groceries and such. My family and I were so blessed to have them as our friends!
He had several appealing qualities, but I never really thought of him romantically. Just as a friend or even a brother. I remember back then, we would play "Hide and Seek"... I was usually the "seeker", but before I'd go look for him, I for some reason, blindfolded myself. I don't remember it being fun at all... I was constantly tripping on objects, and falling down— scraping my knees and elbows. It turned out that he would be in front of me every time we played. It's like....he actually WANTED me to find him! Haha. And get this!— NOT ONCE did he laugh at me and tease me for being so dumb! Whenever I'd cry after falling down, he'd wipe away my tears, grab my hand and pull me up, and he'd help me clean my wounds.
It's true that he had a tender and compassionate side to him... I had only noticed that once in a great while though.
But as the years had gone by, I had lost touch with him. It wasn't him that "broke" the friendship, but I. It seemed as though he didn't care about me anymore when my family and I moved to Lyle. I thought that he cared about his "other friends" way more than I. He actually called me every single day for quite sometime, but I ignored all of his calls. Deep down inside, I knew that he still cared for me, and I cared about him as well, but I was just too stubborn to admit it. My parents would still get together with him and his father, every chance they had though.
I never liked being "the new girl" whenever we visited different churches. I was a very bashful girl— always keeping still and quiet.
He was quite the opposite! He was extremely passionate in telling others about the Truth!
We came across each other at camp "Awaken", and we talked and laughed throughout the week. He had told me that he still cared about me, and I told him that I care for him as well.
But right after that week, he seemed to care "too much".— Constantly poking around through the "stuff" in my life. He actually kind of intimidated me, and I just couldn't stand it! (He never really pressured me though, now that I think about it.) I quit having daily conversations with him, and before I knew it, a year had gone by.
Then, we saw each other at camp "Change", but I sort of avoided him, and just hung around with a few of my other friends. During the morning and night services he would try to sit by me, but whenever he did, I'd scoot away from him just a tad.
Months had past by and my life was just a mess of confusion and hurting. Most of the friends I had, left my life. It was a very lonely time for me. And I started to change.
I wasn't very proud of the person I was becoming. And I knew that I needed a true friend in my life, someone who cared and would encourage me. So...
One night during October of '08, I called the friend I was not being fair to at all. He answered before the first ring had finished. I was actually stunned that he picked up my call so quickly!— Considering that he had Caller I.D., and probably didn't want to talk to me, since I had rejected him so many times. But no, right as he answered my call, he said, "Priscilla! I am so glad you're finally calling me! I've missed you!"
I tried to reply, but words seemed to not come out of my mouth. He's glad I'm calling him? He's missed me? I finally replied hesitantly saying, "Uh...heh...*ahem* Hi...Yeah, I'm really sorry about that, alot has been going on in my life. How have you been?" He answered, "I forgive you, Priscilla! I'm great, now that you called me! But how have YOU been, my love?"
MY LOVE? How could he possibly love me after all the months and years I had avoided him?! One thing is forgiving, but LOVE? That's just...INSANE! With so many questions cramming inside my head, I tried to keep my voice calm, and answer his question...
I basically told him what all was happening in my life, and how I longed for a true friend. Then, he said, "I am here, Priscilla. I still care about you very much."
I will always remember that call, and the forgiveness and love I felt, just through his soft, compassionate voice.
We talked often as the months past by, but I didn't feel as though we were very close friends. Whenever he would try to bring up a situation going on in my life (usually a mistake I was currently making), that he had heard about, I would quickly change the subject.
Though it was quite obvious to both of us that I was the one who was building a wall between us, trying to have a safe amount of distance between him and I...
He never once accused me; there was never judgment in the tone of his voice. It was true that he cared for me very much! And he desired to be with me every moment of everyday!
Every time other guys would come into my life, he would get jealous. Not a jealousy full of anger; a jealousy filled of hurt. And every time other guys hurt my heart, even his was hurt as well.
He had been there for me all of my life, wanting to hold my hand through it all. His presence was both refreshing and comforting, whenever I went to him after another person had hurt my heart. The love he had for me was not that same love the other guys had. He loved me with a true and pure love. A love that he said would never fail.
I needed his love in my life... I needed him in my life!
In June of last year, we had talked for hours one night, and I said, "I love you with all my heart! I have been such an unfaithful friend to you in the past years! I'm sorry for everything I have done and haven't done! I want to become closer with you! We can talk about anything going on in my life, I won't shut you out anymore, I promise! And if you ever want to give me advice, I'll accept it! I trust you!"
Now, this wasn't just another phone call in the middle of the night... He was there with me, sitting down on the rocking chair in my bedroom. His eyes were wet with warm tears, and his smile brought a sensational bliss into the room! The next words he spoke put an indescribable joy into my heart! He answered me simply saying, "I love you more, Priscilla. I've waited for those beautiful words to come out from your lips for awhile now. I delight in you, Priscilla."
I've changed so much since that wonderful night!— Because that very night, I became his PRINCESS!
He and I both have been spending large amounts of time together since then!— Drinking lattes at Starbucks during quiet mornings, taking walks as the sun sets, taking pictures of magnificent things created by God, going to church and youth group together, and SO MUCH MORE!(:
He's the type of guy I have always dreamed about!
He tells me each morning that I am beautiful!
He reminds me everyday of how much he loves me!
He's always there for me whenever I need someone to talk to!
He was, is, and will always be infinitely patient with me!
He treats me like no other person has ever treated me before!
The man I've been talking about is Jesus— the most romantic man of all!<3
He will always be my true Prince, and I...His princess.(:
All my life, I thought that I was Sleeping Beauty (but awake), waiting for my prince to come. But really, my true Prince was waiting for ME! He always stood in front of me, waiting for me to seek Him. But I was always blindfolding myself, falling down.
My heart is filled with delight as I tell you that I have finally realized that... just as Cinderella, Ariel, Aurora, Jasmine, and all the other princesses, I too, have a love story which is beautifully unique! A love story with a Prince like no other...Jesus.— A Prince who shed His own blood, hanging on a wooden cross, for every sin I have done. He had died from a slow, agonizing death for me!
He didn't come to my rescue on a white stallion... NOR was He a prince who was all fresh and cleaned up— smelling like Old Spice and who's breathe smelled of peppermint.
He was soaked in His own blood and sweat! He wasn't a handsome prince like Eric. Jesus was unrecognizable from all the suffering He had gone through for me. He was far from handsome on the outside,
but inside...He was perfect!
"Thank You, my charming Prince! Thank You for dying on the cross, shedding Your blood for my sins! Thank You for calling myself and all the other precious girls to be Your princess— whom You cherish and delight in day and night! Thank You, God...for sending Your One and Only Son to rescue me! This coming Sunday (everyday really...), we celebrate Your Resurrection, Lord! Thank You for being alive and living in me! In Your Name, Amen!"
