The young girl dreams of the day when her Prince Charming will sweep her off her feet, swirl and twirl, and dance the night away, the day when two hearts are as one, the day when "she" is the World to another as is "he" to her.
She grows, she makes friends, she joins clubs and tries out for teams. She learns and she earns as she blossoms into womanhood, but still does her childhood dream captivate her mind and her heart.
She meets this boy, and that boy, and goes to a show, she giggles and laughs, and thinks "is this the one"? The time goes by and she realizes this boy is done!! Through heartache and sorrow time and again, she looks to Heaven and asks; "Will this ever end?" "Am I not worthy, I've done all that is right, even have I learned to put up a good fight?"
Her friends and her family with love in their heart, listen intently as they wipe away tear. Day after day, year after year, they tell her she's worthy and need not fear. "Prince Charming will come" this they do know, for you dear girl are truly gold!
Strengthened and awakened to her real worth, determined is she to be no ones dirt. She dates and she flirts with this one and that, then finally "Prince Charming is back!" Flooded with her dreams of that which would be, she dances and sings of wearing his ring!
Love fills her heart, love fills her Soul, love fills her mind to do what its told; "I do" says she, as does he! Alas, her Prince Charming has arrived and swept her off her feet, swirling and twirling, dancing the night away, two hearts now beat as one for all the days to be! Should not WE stand and yell YIPPEE?
Did not her Prince Charming have HEALING HANDS empowered by LOVE?
Were not the hands of her friends and family HEALING HANDS? Did not their LOVE empower them to act? And if that be, was not GOD'S HAND at work as well, was not GOD'S LOVE at work for his children?
DARE TO BE DIFFERENT, DARE TO BE TRUE, DARE TO BE BOLD, DARE TO BE YOU! WE are all significant, for WE all have HEALING HANDS if WE choose to listen to that which is within OUR heart. Shall WE begin?
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