Jenna looked
out her window, wondering if that day was going to be the day that some prince
would come and sweep her off her feet to take her away to his castle.
Her parents
had continually told her that he would come soon. Jenna was betrothed to a
Prince that lived in a land very far away. But Jenna was getting anxious.
That day,
however, her beloved Prince Joshua did come—just not in the way she expected.
Jenna was expecting him to arrive in some splendid fashion with trumpets and carriages,
with rich velvet robes and gifts.
Yet, Prince
Joshua came in the form of a servant, and hardly anyone recognized him. In
fact, those that did were his fellow servants.
Prince
Joshua didn’t come that way because he had a lack of money, but because he
wanted to test Jenna’s character, to see if she only loved him for his
wealth.
One day,
when Jenna was out walking in her gardens, a carriage came out at her. Jenna’s
feet locked in the middle of the road, just shocked. She was going to die.
But Prince
Joshua came out and pushed her out of the way, allowing the horses to trample
over him, killing him.
Jenna rushed
over to his side. The moment that she actually looked at his eyes, she realized
who he was. “No! How could I have not recognized you? Prince! Come back to me!”
Jenna
started sobbing, her tears pouring over his dead face.
She screamed
until her lungs ached so much she could barely whisper. Some of her brothers
came over and carried him back to the palace, distraught that they hadn’t
recognized him.
The whole
royal family was terrified that the king would come and wipe them all out for
not recognizing him and taking good care of him, for Joshua was the King’s only
son.
But, because
of Joshua’s sacrifice, the King forgave them.
Two days
later, Jenna was once again out in the garden, when Prince Joshua appeared to
her, and this time he
didn’t look like a servant. His face was glowing, and he
wore cloaks of bright white. “Jenna.”
Jenna ran up
to him and cried at his feet. “How are you here? Why did you die?”
Prince
Joshua looked at her tenderly. “I am here because death doesn’t confine me. I
died for you—now that I’ve died, you can be forgiven. If you believe in what you have seen—my death
and resurrection—you can come live with me in my Kingdom after you die. Your
faith will be tested, but take heart: For I have overcome the world.”
~Elizabeth
~Elizabeth
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