I have always loved fairy tales & princess stories. As do most girls.
Which means that, I have a general love for all Disney Princesses. I was discussing the other day what my favorite Christmas’ were and what Santa brought me on those days. As I scrolled through my mental filing cabinet of memories, I had to pause on one year when I was 5 (I think). I remember waking up really really early in the morning, when it was still dark. I tiptoed into the living room. All I could see was the moon shining through the window on a horse drawn carriage that had Cinderella and Prince Charming sitting in it as charming a couple as ever. I happily skipped back to my parents room and said “SANTA CAME, SANTA CAME!!!” Then we did the morning thing of opening presents, me squealing in delight, and I am sure my parents rubbing their sleepy eyes trying to wake up.
Cinderella. I have always loved that movie. I not only did I own the movie and reenacted the story. I also had a Cinderella watch. Cinderella books. I also had all the characters wardrobes to dress my barbies in all the time. I still have the mice ornaments, as well as all the other ornaments to go on my tree.
One thing I loved about the Cinderella story was how it started with, “Once upon a time…” and it ended in “& they lived happily ever after…” There is lots of gooy stuff in between… like scrubbing of the floors, persecution from evil step sisters and step mothers, a fairy Godmother, delicate glass slippers, mice, dancing, singing, meeting someone Cinderella is not “worthy” of, a carriage, a carriage that turns into a pumpkin, scary horse chases, a man on the search for his bride, a bride locked away…you get the picture.
So many great stories start and end that way. When I tell the story of Jesus’ birth, I try to say those 2 phrases. “Once upon a time, in a town called Bethlehem…” Then all the gooy stuff starts happening. Herod, stinky animals, 12 apostles, persecution, thunder storms, walking on water, touching lepers, teaching, a man that knows all, Satan tempting, lots of traveling, solitude, Judas’ kiss, death on a cross, burial, resurrection…you get the picture.
However, in both stories, after all the gooy, uncomfortable stuff there is still those same words.
& they lived happily ever after.
We can all live happily ever after because of that one story.
That is a story to share.