Maybe you were made queen for just such a time as this. Esther 4:14 (MSG)

Dreams and Queens

She couldn’t believe it.

She had been favored. Out of hundreds of women, she was singled out, chosen and seen. Not only seen, but now desired and wanted.

Her breath quickened, and her chest tightened. The beautiful silk gown that floated about her in soft strands of crimson and white adorned with gold thread and glistening jewels, now made her feel more prisoner than princess. She held back tears, fought to control her breath, and tried to keep her pounding heart from bursting forth, out and on the ground. A blood-red river like that the dress floating around her body.

Thoughts circled through her, forced along by her runaway pulse. After months of preparation, she should have been ready, more focused. But in her wildest dreams, and wild is the appropriate word, she never thought this day would end with her being chosen.

After all, she was a peasant, a girl of no class or rank. A Jew. An orphan. With nothing to offer the world.

Or so she thought…

But make no mistake, she was not hollow; she was not a girl with no dreams or heartaches or ideas or thoughts of her own. She had hope deep within her that life would amount to more than the meager existence she had lived. She wanted to mean something, to matter… but she never dared whisper this hope for fear of its death. She was timid and quiet, not prone to outrage or given to emotion. She kept her thoughts and her dreams and her hopes to herself. And even then, worked hard to keep them at bay.

She couldn't see it, but in her gentle and quiet way she had begun to impact the lives of those around her. A sweetness emanated from her, she left petals of kindness and peace in her wake.

But at this moment, all she could see was this man. This King. Someone she had never spoken to, or sat next to… a man she didn't know, a man she didn't understand, who was old enough to be her father…

(Her father. Would have he wanted this for her?)

She was to be his wife.

Her breath caught again in her restricting throat at this terrifying thought. And through misty eyes she almost didn’t see Xerxes beckon her forward. Her legs like stone refused to move. But as she chased the fear away, she took a step towards him.

Her mind wandered down the paths of the future. What would her days entail? What awaited her in the arms of this man? In her rooms in the palace? In the unknown and terrifying season to come? What if they found out her secret? What would they do to her?

Although she had been given so much in an instant, she felt more than ever that all she really had was her faith. Her faith and Mordecai. More like her father than cousin, he had more hope and faith than she. And as he gazed upon her walking towards the King, he knew that she was exactly where she should be.

Xerxes stood waiting, a smile spread across his regal face. He held a crown, a Kingdom, a completely different life in his hands ready to place upon her beautiful head.

Esther breathed her faith in deeply and kept on walking.

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