Yesterday my little Grandbabe Chloe met her hero, Cinderella. She went to Disneyland with her Daddy, Mommy and brother Christian. There were three princesses there Sleeping Beauty, Snow White and Cinderella. Now everybody likes all of the others princess ladies how could you not they are princesses right. But Cinderella is a very special princess; she is the rags to riches girl. Isn't that our dream when we are young is to grow up and be a princess? Don't we all want to be Cinderella to have a wonderful prince that loves you? To take you from the ashes invite you to a beautiful ball and then fall in love with you even before he speaks to you. To pursue you when you run away, and then search everywhere until he finds you. Then he puts on that glass slipper that only fits you and no one else and then he takes you away to a beautiful castle and you live happily ever after. Well that's how my King pursed me, He loved me even when I was in my mother’s womb, and as I was running around this crazy hard world, He caught my attention. He sees me as a lily among thorns, He thinks I am beautiful. He took me out of my ash-filled life, and gave me a life of joy. He holds my hand as we walk together and never leaves my side, I am his bride. And someday He will take me to His beautiful castle and I will live with Him, my King, my Prince, my happily ever after. I guess we can all grow up and really be Cinderella. It’s not just a fairytale after all.