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I was washing dishes while my kids watched a movie in the next room. I could hear Snow White singing:
“I’m wishing, I’m wishing, for the one I love…
To find me, to find me, today.”
Next I heard the handsome (at least in Disney’s opinion) prince-later-turned-hero, jump in and boldly echo: “Toooodaaaaay!”
Snow White became frightened and ran away, not realizing at first that she was fleeing from the very thing she had wished for.
It made me wonder how often I had done the same thing. How many times have I asked God for something, for Him to show Himself, to speak to me, to use me – only to become terrified and flee when He granted my petition?
Other than the obvious reason that a strange man jumped out of the woods and started singing, why was she afraid? She didn't know yet that he was what she wished for, the one she loved. Why am I sometimes afraid? Do I fail to recognize my God's handiwork in me and around me? Or do I lack the faith that having begun a good work, He will be faithful to complete it?
How would the movie have been different if Snow White hadn’t initially fled from the prince and instead had trusted him? I wonder.
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