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My Favorite Storybook

As you may have guessed, the story happened once upon a time...

She was born in a castle, and grew up in the best of material worlds. Then, too, her parents doted on her, and raised her to be a beautiful, intelligent, kind, caring, and upright woman. When it was time to marry, the best of eligibles showed up hoping to be her chosen. However, the princess was sure of what she had been waiting and hoping for, and he was not among those suitors.  

His was the most modest of upbringings. Nevertheless, his parents raised him to be a hardworking, caring, humble, upright, and proper man. He saw her from afar, and knew that it was she whom he had been waiting for. He did not see the riches and power of the world that separated them. In all resolve, humility, and purity of intentions, he went to the palace and asked for her hand in marriage. 

As you may have guessed, they married and lived happily ever after...

How did she know what to wait for? How did he know what to wait for?

What made her keep waiting? What made him keep waiting?

How did she know that the wait was over? How did he know that the wait was over?

You have to read the book to find out. 

The wait was worth it, though. Because yes, true love waits.

Know, too, that the answer to those questions is in the seeds planted by her parents when she was born and in the seeds planted by his parents when he was born. 

The answer to those questions lies in how her parents nurtured those seeds in their daughter's life and in how his parents nurtured those seeds in their son's life.

As parents, we have a task as wonderful as it is daunting, to raise our children so that when they are grown, they will search with all their hearts what it is that God wants of and for them and not to settle for less than that. We have to raise them to wait patiently, prayerfully, and with hearts full of hope and faith in God. 

And with such hearts, they will know. 

Know what? 

You have to read the book to find out. 

Yes, The Princess and the Kiss  is my now-and-for-always favorite storybook. I have three daughters and a son, and my wish is for them to read the book again and again never mind how old they are, and never mind that we are not rich, much less own a kingdom. 

No, nobody asked me to write this review. I do not even know if this post will pass for a review :-)

If you have read The Princess and the Kiss, what are your thoughts? I'd love to know, please!  


  1. I love this storybook, and need to re-visit it! I agree, it doesn't matter how old our children are, the message is clear and simple - as it should be. Great review! You have me sold.

    And Marcia, I love your new welcome/profile picture! What a lovely couple and you are beautiful!!!

  2. Yes, we need to keep reminding ourselves and our children about the things that really matter. How wonderful to be in the company of moms who feel the same way!

    Aw, thank you for your sweet comment about the profile pic (blush, blush) :-)


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