A Short (but very, very wonderful) Story

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess (who has never quite known she was beautiful),

who, for lots of reasons, struggled to give and receive love.

It wasn't that she wasn't loved. She was, deeply.

It wasn't that she didn't love.  She did, deeply.

It was just complicated,

 the way things are, the way people are.

Anyway, the lovely princess (who doesn't know she's lovely)

 had some hard things happen, 

things her parents couldn't make better,

and she couldn't seem to change,

and the girl wondered if the King,

the One Who created her, and died for her, and made her a princess,

(and she did believe that-- really she did--but this life wasn't working out like any fairy tale she'd ever heard)

really cared at all.

So this weekend, the King sent some messengers to remind the princess 

that He knew her heart.

He sent her the Gospel.

And the princess (whose life isn't likely to become a fairy tale any time soon)

heard the message loud and clear:

Jesus loved her.

Jesus loved HER.

And that, really, was the most important thing she needed to know.

The End (but not really)

Following,

Ginger