Once upon a time, I danced with a beautiful princess. Though our time was short, it was magnificent. We made many wishes upon our dreams. We dreamed of a happy life together. It was the start of something beautiful. Perhaps in the bliss of our time together, I forgot about the time. I didn’t really think that I needed to be worried about the time. I mean, our dance had practically just begun. Wouldn’t time be on our side? And then that fateful clock struck the appointed hour, and in an instant, she was gone. Our dance was over…for a time. And everything turned to grey. The only thing that I had left was something like a glass slipper – little tokens of remembrance of our most wonderful dance. Some pictures of brighter days together, a cute pair of brown light up Dora shoes that will stand still in time, and a simple, yet beautiful little dress that the princess loved to wear so much.
This little princess was no ordinary princess. And perhaps she knew that truth more so than anybody else. This princess was born into royalty. She was destined to live in her Father’s Kingdom. It was only for a short time in which she was living in a land that was not her true home. The land was not all that bad, but compared to her Father’s Kindom, it was nothing. But nonetheless, she was here for a time. And with her long, curly hair, perhaps she would stare out at the lights in the night that spoke to her of another place, a place that was more for her, a place that was beckoning her to come, even against all the desires of her loved ones who desperately wanted her to remain. But, this city of lights was too beautiful, and shortly after her temporary stay with us, she was brought to this most beautiful city where she will live in her Father’s glorious Kingdom forever. I am no different than her. I may not have long curly hair, but I too stare out into the night sky and see lights, but for me, perhaps they are just a little further away than what our special little princess was able to see. But I know also that one day, I will leave this temporary dwelling place and will be brought into this most glorious city, the Kingdom of my Father, and I will live there forever with all of those who went on ahead of me. I shall see my little princess. I shall marvel at the beauty of her long curly hair. And I shall live with her forever.
But for now, the land and castle that I live in is under a great curse. Sure, there is still life to be lived. It is not mortal agony…well…at least not always. Perhaps I am like a candlestick and I live among other candlesticks, and dish plates, and tea cups. For that is what we now are under this curse, but what we shall become has not yet been fully revealed. But we know that something is coming…we know that someONE is coming. And we wait. We do our best to enjoy our lives under this cursed castle. We have relationships with other candlesticks. We play with other tea cups. We laugh with the dish plates from time to time. But deep down inside…we are waiting. We know that it shall not always be like this. We know that this castle is not made to look so dreary. We know that there is a greater joy…a deeper laughter…a stronger love that we were all made to live under. We are waiting for redemption. And soon, when the last one is brought into the castle, a love will be consummated between the King of the castle and His subjects. A marriage will occur. And redemption will take place. I shall no longer be a candlestick with a tiny flickering light. I shall become what I was destined from the beginning of time. We shall enter into a rejoicing that has never before been experienced in this castle. We shall see things that our eyes have missed for all these years where we have squandered around in the darkness. Yes, the King shall look more beautiful to us than anything that we had ever seen in the dreary world that once was, but shall be no more. We shall be redeemed.
Oh how I cannot wait for that day. But alas, today I am still the candlestick living in this cursed castle who has memories of once dancing with the most beautiful princess, and the assurance that I shall one day dance with her again. – Cody