Dear God,
When I used to dream of being a princess this
wasn't exactly what came to mind. I am an Israelite, but I live in Persia now.
See the Assyrians took over Israel and then the Babylonians conquered them and
took Judah too. That is when My parents and cousin Mordecai were taken captive.
The Persians soon took control, so that's how we ended up here. King Xerxes has
at least been nicer to our people than those other kings were. Mordecai is the
one who taught me all this history, because my parents are both dead (Esther
2:7).
But anyway, back to the princess story. Every
little girl wants to be a princess, but it's scary when the kings officials
come to collect you! See they took all the beautiful girls who weren't married
(Esther 2:8) and I was chosen to be one of them. Now we live in the harem which
is kind of like boarding school, and Mr. Hegai takes care of all of us. He is
really nice and I think I'm his favorite. He moved me from the top bunk in a
crowded room to the best place in this harem (Esther 2:9). I have 7 maids and I
get beauty treatments every day. I have to finish a whole year before I am even
allowed to see the king.
God, I don't know what You are doing, and it
doesn't really make sense. It's lonely here and I miss Mordecai and all my
friends back home, but I want to be used by You. Even if You ask me to do
something crazy I am ready and willing to follow You (Esther 4:16).
Your princess, Esther
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