“Cinderella Dreams…”
From the time I was just a little girl; I have always closed my eyes and imagined dancing in a princess dress on the tops of my daddy’s feet. And while I would get caught up in the moment of imagining spinning around with such a dad, I was always forced to open my eyes and face reality. I did not have a relationship with my dad like that. How much I had longed to dance with a dad like that, one that was there. Mine simply was not. It was as if the clock struck midnight on my dreams, causing my images of dancing in a princess dress and glass slippers to fade to the reality of my Tweety Bird jumper and the sandals on my feet. I was somewhat like a Cinderella and while I did not lose my dad tragically such as in the retelling of the classic story Ever After, I simply never had that craved relationship with my dad. I was a Cinderella who was faced with the reality of a fallen father and a broken home life with no hope of dancing at a royal ball, even if just for a while. I could dream all I wanted, but just like Cinderella’s night at the ball didn’t last…neither did my dreams last. Midnight would always strike causing me to wince with the pain of the depressing world of reality in my life. For some girls reality might have been having a wonderful relationship with their father and getting to share in a time of dancing with their daddies. However for me, reality was a home life with a father gone way too much to ever really get to know him and it would only get worse. I might have had some fond memories with my dad, but they soon dissipated as I looked on my dad more like a stranger in my life. I didn’t know him and he didn’t know me. I grew up in a broken home with a father who was gone a lot on TDY’s with the airforce and turmoil was happening right under our noses without us knowing until a little later. My parents split up when I was in the 4th grade for a year and ended up finalizing a divorce sometime in my 5th or 6th grade year. I had a horrible relationship with my father and even now am not where I would like to be in my relationship with him. In fact, I never had much of a relationship with him at all. My story is just one like many other girls have gone through and who may be going through the same thing today.. I hope that these girls can come to realize what it took me a long time to understand. Our God is a God to the fatherless and even if you have a father, his absence in your life makes you about the same as fatherless. He longs to fill the spot your earthly dad doesn’t and even more. He is our Abba Father- our Daddy
Perhaps you too only have Cinderella dreams in your life. Your father may not even be present in your life anymore, or perhaps you just don’t have a good relationship with him. Either way your heart is aching for the spot to be filled; a spot a godly father should fill. One who leads you in the right direction in life and loves spending time with you. Deep down every girl has a desire to be close with her dad. This does not mean you may look at your dad with that same yearning. Circumstances and things he has done may have caused you to grow bitter, but your bitterness begins with the root of the problem: a failed relationship with your father. Most likely, you are disappointed that he doesn’t fill that spot of leading his daughter in the Lord by example and spending time with you. All you have is Cinderella dreams that fade as midnight strikes and you are forced to face reality. However, there is hope. Just because your dad is not present in your life, does not mean you have to be without a dance partner. God longs to be your Abba Father; the One who asks you, His Princess, “May I have this dance?” And He does not ask for just a dance, but for the dance of your life.
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