Glass Slippers and White Horses

I was the classic little girl.
I loved dressing up, watching Disney movies, and spent hours fantasizing about how
someday my prince would come and sweep me off of my feet.
Now, you would hope that as I grew up I was realize that this dream wasn't practical.
Princes don't really exist in the real world, you'd reason with me.
But instead of letting my little girl dreams go, I allowed them to blossom.
To mature. To grow.
I allowed my longing for love to bury itself deeply into my heart, and it took root.
As I grew older I continued my search.
Constantly looking for the love that I just knew had to be out there.
I didn't give up hope.
I watched movie after movie and read piles of books that portrayed the love I was looking for.
The damsel in distress.
The glass slippers.
The castle.
It all held a golden glow in my mind, and I'd spend hours dreaming about my future.
As I grew up the desire matured a little.
Reason took somewhat of a grasp and lodged itself in there next to my dreams.
I realized that while castles, sparkly dresses and high heels weren't in my future,
I could still find that kind of love in a boy.
So I searched. I'd see a boy and BAM my mind was running -
thinking about how he'd come over and tell me that since the moment he layed eyes on me -
he knew I was the girl of his dreams.
Sigh.
Sadly, as I grew up, this never played out quite as I had intended.
As I reached my high school years I grew desperate.
I continued my search for perfect love through boys who on the surface seemed to offer it -
but underneath it was empty.
Their vows were worthless and shallow.
Movies and books continued to fuel my hope for the perfect love.
He had  to be out there, right?
I mean, why else would there be so many books and movies dedicated to that kind of love?
All I knew was that if it existed - I was going to find it.
I wasn't going to settle for just any kind of love.
No passionless marriage for me.
I was determined.
As my later years in high school progressed,
My obsessive search continued.
My vision of prince charming morphed as the media continued to skew my view of love.
This summer I was praying about what my idols were, and obviously love is one of them.
A couple weeks later, God whispered in my ear something I had never thought about before.
The love I've been looking for? It does exist.
I've just been looking in the wrong places.
You see, a human boy can't fill the void in my heart that needs love.
No, only supernatural true love can.
Perfect love.
Love to die for.
Love that's already died for me.
Love that is all encompassing.
Love that's unconditional.
Love that is literally not of this world.
The love of Jesus.
I can honestly say I no longer struggle with my search.
Sure, we all have our days where we allow ourselves to be distracted by the world.
To believe the lie that we aren't completely satisfied in the love of Christ.
But the truth is, Jesus' love is way more than enough.
It's perfect.
Who knew that what I've been searching for my whole life has been right next to me?
The love I've desired ever since infancy has been waiting for me with open arms.
Contentedness in Christ.
What a wonderful feeling.
Thank you, Jesus.
I'll love you until the day I die - and after that for the rest of eternity.

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