DayBreaks for 4/24/19: The Magic Princess and the King
From the DayBreaks archives, April 2009:
The great castle at Disneyland looms over the landscape and causes little girls and boys alike to squeal in delight. If you’re lucky, Cinderella…gorgeous, every hair in place, flawless skin, a beaming smile…will appear. In one true story told by Max Lucado, it happened just that way, and all the children rushed to her, drawn like steel to a magnet. Each wanted to touch the beautiful Princess and be touched by her. All the children ran to her…all, that is, except one.
Alone, on the other side of the castle, was a solitary boy – 7 or 8 years old. It was hard to tell his age because his body was so twisted and disfigured. He was very small and fragile, yet he stood watching quietly and wistfully, holding his older brother’s hand.
You know what he wanted…he wanted to be with all the rest of the children, to be able to run and be in the middle of the group reaching out to Cinderella – calling out her name, seeking her attention. But you can also feel his fear – the fear of yet another rejection, of being taunted, made fun of, being shoved aside by those who were bigger, stronger…who weren’t disfigured. Don’t you wish Cinderella would go to him? Well, that’s exactly what she did.
Looking over the heads of the adoring little children, she noticed the little boy and immediately began walking in his direction. Politely, but firmly, she inched her way through the adoring crowd of children, and finally broke free. She walked quickly across the floor, knelt down at eye level with the stunned little boy and placed a kiss on his face.
This is like another story – about another royal figure. The names are different, but aren’t the stories almost the same? Rather than a princess of Disney, this other story is about the King of Kings. Rather than being about a disfigured boy in a castle, this story is about you and me. In both cases, a wonderful gift was given. In both cases, love was shared. In both cases, the lovely one performed a gesture beyond words for the disfigured and cast aside one.
But Jesus did much more than Cinderella. Cinderella gave only a kiss. When she stood to leave, she took her beauty with her. The boy was still deformed. What if Cinderella had done what Jesus did? What if she’d assumed his state? What if she had somehow given him her beauty and taken on his disfigurement? That’s what Jesus did.
He took our suffering on him and felt our pain for us…He was wounded for the wrong we did; he was crushed for the evil we did. The punishment, which made us well, was given to him, and we are healed because of his wounds. (Is. 53:4-5)
Make no mistake:
- Jesus gave more than a kiss – he gave his beauty.
- He paid more than a visit – he paid for our mistakes.
- He took more than a visit – he paid for our mistakes.
- He took more than a minute – he took away our sin.
Prayer: Lord, all we can do is stand in our brokenness and hope that You will notice us and come to us with a sign of Your favor. We give You praise for seeing our disfigurement and having compassion on us. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
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