Once upon a time there was a girl who desperately wanted to believe she was special. Unique. Loved. She had a family that loved her, but her heart cried for something deeper. As she grew she wondered if anyone could love the parts of her that were covered with warts. The parts that revealed how far she had to grow.
She learned to look perfect. Act perfect. Be perfect. Because in perfection she found a place of comfort. No one could question her…instead she won applause. But sometimes as the wind blew, she teetered on the pedestal and realized just how fragile her perch.
Her heart cried for connection. For the knowledge that she could be. Simply be.
Yet her life was one series of accomplishments. College at 16. Marriage to her Prince Charming at 21. Career. Law School. Children. Dreams come true all. Yet on and on the list grew. With each achievement, she could see how much she had to do before she could arrive.
The journey was exhausting. The serving draining. The doing overwhelming. The task list never shorter.
And that’s when she reheard the quiet whisper that she first heard in her soul as a child. The one that said, “You are mine. And that is enough.”
The journey is far from over, but this woman has embraced the image of princess. And the phrase that she is enough…because of who He is and what He did.
The story has many chapters left to experience and record, but the chapters already written bear the fingerprints of a God who is intimately involved in the details. He is there in the big strokes, and He is there in the small minutes. He was there in the valleys and the mountaintops. He was there in the saving from and the sending forth. And because He was there, she knows He will be there in the future.
What is your story’s theme?
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