I grew up, like most girls, watching the Disney princesses find true love and live happily ever after. I always wanted to be them. I wanted the prince to come and sweep me off of my feet. I wanted to be romanced and rescued. Loved and cherished until the end of time. I wanted that perfect life until the end of time. Well, I am older now and I know that fairytales don't exist. Happily ever after is only for a while. But there is one thing from those stories and movies that I know exists and that is love.
I know there is a prince out there for me. Now, I know he is not perfect by any means. He's not gonna slay the dragon or rescue me like some damsel in distress. Heck, I don't want him to!! I want him to want me and tell me so. That's it. I want us to come to the table whole, not needing each other for selfish reasons or as a crutch, so that we can come together and make something for God. I want to fight by his side and hold him up when he needs support along the way. I want him, in turn, to be able to be my support when I fail. When one of us needs encouragement, I want us to give it. When one of us lacks faith, I want us to pray together for strength. I want to be his right hand. I want to be the one who surprises him just because I can. I want to know who he is and know what makes him happy. I want to be all I can be for him especially if that means calling on God to help me grow and learn more. Someday my prince will come....and we won't ride into the sunset but, instead, I will take his hand and we will walk side-by-side down the road of life praying for God to be with us. Only then will we be ready for whatever comes our way be it wicked witches, dragons, or just life itself.
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