Jacob’s Ladder: The Beautiful Princess, A Fairy TaleFeb 9th, 2012 | By Jacob | Category: Editorials
By Jacob Bembry
Once upon a time, in a fairy tale land and in a fairy tale castle lived the most beautiful princess ever written about. Like Helen of Troy in mythology, her face launched a thousand ships. Poets wrote poems about her but they could not capture her essence. The world’s master artists attempted to paint her but they could not capture her beauty.
She not only had beauty. She also had a great voice and a talent for music. People loved to hear her sing, for in the sound of her song, one could hear the beat of her heart. In that beat, though, there was a longing – the longing was for her one true love and for things not of this world.
Each evening, she would gaze out her window at the heavens and wish upon a star. Somewhere, far away, there had to be a kingdom other than the realm that she reigned over.
Far, far away, there lived a pauper who had only seen one of the paintings of the princess hanging in a museum. The beauty that the master had captured with oils on the canvas had failed miserably at capturing her true beauty but it was enough to stir a passion in the pauper. He yearned to meet her but how could he do it? He was but a poor, hardworking soul that knew his station in life. She was a princess.
The pauper looked at the book that he had owned for years. He felt its leather binding. It had been given to him as a child by his grandmother. It was the only book that he had ever owned but how he loved to read it. The book was filled with stories about history and mystery. There were tales of intrigue in it. It was filled with poetry and there were even stories of romance in it.
Towards the end of the book, there seemed to be a theme that brought the first part of the book together. In that part, there were stories about one Man. The pauper thought of how the princess would love to read about the Man.
He lovingly wrote a letter to the princess and found a box to put the treasured book in. He scraped up enough pennies for postage and mailed the letter and the book to the princess.
When the princess got the book, she began to read it. She devoured every word in it. As she got near the end, she learned about the Man. The Man’s name was Jesus.
As she sat in the bedroom of her castle, everything that had once before appeared beautiful to her now seemed drab and ugly. Even her reflection in the mirror had changed.
She fell to her knees beside her bed and asked Jesus to come into her heart and fill that longing and make everything beautiful again. He heard that prayer and faithfully answered it.
The longing for her one true love remained but she knew where to find him. She looked at the return address on the box containing the book. She ordered a team of horses drawn up and she had her driver take her to the pauper.
When she arrived, their eyes locked. She was beautiful but she saw in him a beauty she knew that was created by his warm, caring heart.
They embraced. She whispered in his ear that he was to come and marry her and be her prince.
The two of them lived in the kingdom on Earth, but knew that they had been promised a kingdom not made with man’s hands because in accepting Jesus Christ as their Savior, they were both children of the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.
And they lived happily ever after on Earth and then in Heaven.