When someone says princess, immediately people picture Ariel, Jasmine, Cinderella, etc.
Disney has given the world a skewed impression of who princesses really are. They paint a picture of lazy, rebellious, immature, love-struck girls with no purpose other than to find the man of their dreams.
Being a princess isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
Going back to my question in Part 1, What does being a princess have to do with the kingdom of God?
When a king dies, he leaves behind a legacy for his children. The child will then continue on that legacy.
As a child, I MUST care about my fathers business. I must know which portion of his property I am responsible for.
It isn’t just about enjoying the inheritance but continuing my father’s work.
I guess in order to step into the high heels of a princess, I have get rid of the servant mentality. Because a servant serves, but a princess serves and leads her people at the same time.
But something seems off with my “I’m-a-princess-not-a-servant-and-should-be-treated-as-such” theory in regards to my place in the kingdom of God.
And true enough, when I was asking God if my theory and understanding of Matthew 6:33 was correct? That I was a princess and should behave like royalty and lead the people in His ways,
His answer was a quiet ‘No.’
Then He showed me my place in His kingdom.
…Whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant, and whoever wants to be first must be slave of all. For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and then to give away His life in exchange for many who are held hostage.
Note to self: Find a hostage and free him.
Sigh, no where near to figuring out the meaning of Matthew 6:33.
Interesting Fact: A princess does not tolerate disrespect. In the past, the only person who could insult her was a jester, but only because he was considered mentally ill. If a peasant made fun of a princess the sentence may have been death.
On a side note: I can finally start using my new PointingFinger bookmark!
Neon Run Update:
Running on the treadmill is so friggin’ monotonous. I think next time I’m just going to pretend I’m running towards John Smith to save his life =/
On an OLYMPIC side note:
I woke up at 4am to watch the opening ceremony of the London 2012 Olympic Games.
Not only did I miss the Queen parachuting into the Stadium
but I also missed the part where they called out the Malaysian contingent.
Should’ve just slept and checked it out on Youtube.
My favourite part was when the Queen was wildly cheering for the Britain team.
Have decided to heed advice and learn how to use a camera. Albums to be displayed here. Feel free to give your comments.
Thinking of: Learning how to use my camera, Chris Keller, Pocahontas, Positive Mindset, Dovie Beam San Andrea’s Starting All Over and Mr. Linggakumaraguru.