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Exposing the Myth of Prince Charming Part 2

Thursday, April 1st, 2010

iStock_000006861693XSmallThe following is part 2 in a series written by Meredith Young. To read part 1 click here.

It took five years for it to dawn on me: Prince Charming was a myth. 

And I don’t say this with a cynical voice anymore; I say it as truth.  The stories we were told as children were just stories – to base our expectations off of fairytales has been fruitless and harmful to our development as the beautiful young women we were created to be. We have so strived to be that idea of a princess and have ended up with broken hearts. 

The only stories we are to believe are true, and it just so happens that the most romantic book written is the Bible.  Instead of thinking of it as God’s rulebook, think of it as God’s answer to fairytales. 

Instead of an elusive object to seek after, like a prince, we have a relationship to pursue, which God has already begun with us.  It was the sacrifice of His Son that gave us the greatest freedom we will ever experience.   We are freed of our endless pursuit of the princess ideal; in Him, we are free to be ourselves and find complete acceptance. 

Having a relationship with God doesn’t get rid of all those pressures of perfection, but it certainly makes it easier to have someone perfect adoring you!  When we toss aside those unrealistic expectations for the perfect prince, we also open ourselves up to more meaningful friendships with our guy friends – our brothers in Christ – and later on, perhaps romantic relationships. 

 When the expectations for ourselves change, we are then able to be more accepting of the opposite gender, rather than being frustrated at their lack of perfection.  I definitely support the idea of having a set list of things that you want in your future husband, or even the guys you may date, but realize that they must be real things; the perfect human being exists only in Christ, and each man will have flaws.   It’s realizing what things are non-negotiable, things like a strong faith, good morals, a handsome smile, or intelligence – whatever you value most, realizing that every man will have flaws.

When I was twelve years old, before I met Peter and made all of those grand mistakes of insecurity, I made a list of things I wanted to find in a guy.  Over the years, that list has been edited as I grew as a person, but the basic foundation is still there.  Let me share with you my list:

  • God-loving, God-fearing, God-serving heart.
  • A sense of humor
  • A handsome smile OR thoughtful eyes
  • Humble intelligence
  • Godly leadership skills and the will to use them
  • Ability to own up to and apologize for mistakes
  • Compassion
  • Self-control
  • Strong church home & a solid group of male friends
  • Ability to appreciate, if not understand
  • Strength – physically and emotionally.

Four years ago, I met a guy who I never would have given a second thought.  This June, I’ll be marrying that guy.  He’s not perfect—he deals with anger, frustration, and selfishness just like everyone—but he is perfect for me. 

Our gifts and personalities complement each other by bringing out the best – just what God designed.  When we find ourselves content in the Lord, He will grant us the deepest desires of our hearts.  It is only a matter of allowing His romance to drown out the legend of Prince Charming.

Exposing the Myth of Prince Charming Part 1

Tuesday, March 30th, 2010

daydreamingThe following is a guest post by Meredith Young.

She is breathtaking. 

She is a princess, you say. A prince, equally handsome, rich, intelligent, kind, and generous, always sweeps into the picture.  The two go off into the sunset, leaving the others to sigh and wish for their chance at romantic bliss.

What’s wrong with this picture?  It’s beautiful.

But what happens if our lives don’t happen to match up with that “ideal”? Does that make us less of that ideal girl?  How do we define ourselves when we don’t fit into the fairytale mold?

That became the foundation of my insecurity.  Through middle school, a time already full of emotional and physical change, I struggled even more with not being the lovely Princess.  Perhaps, I thought, if I will never look like the fairytale princess, then maybe I can act like her; I would have excellent manners, a soft speaking voice, constant kindness, and love for nature.  This mission also failed me. 

I’m naturally a passionate person with strong opinions, and growing up, I had yet to learn how to balance my passion with wisdom.  I was snotty, stubborn, and awkward.  I loved nature but would never be seen singing with the woodsy animals that princesses seemed to love.

As I went through high school, I grew cynical. I was going to be a realistic girl now.  I was going to face the world as it actually was.  But I still harbored that desire.  I hated all of the guys at my high school because they were so far from Prince Charming, and yet I craved their attention; even from these less-than-perfect guys I felt valued.

That was where I fell.  This desire for attention and for my own prince came to a climax during my sophomore year of high school.  A certain boy (we’ll call him Peter) took interest in me; he wasn’t attractive, but he was nice, and I took his attention to mean exactly what he wanted.  The first six months flew by like a dream:  I would go to his house after school, and we would hold hands and watch movies.  We would go out for ice cream or fast food, and attend school plays together. 

But Peter decided he wanted something else.  He would repeatedly pressure me for sex, tricking me into thinking that if I didn’t give in, he wouldn’t love me, and I would no longer have any value as a person.  As he drove me home I would collapse in tears, sometimes while I was still in the car, and he would instantly command me to stop crying.  I knew life wasn’t supposed to be like this, but I didn’t know how to ask for help.  I was so ashamed that my parents would hate me once they found out; it took me a year to break up with Peter, and two years to tell my parents.

My prince had failed me, and I was failing me, too.  Every structure in my life was falling apart, and I lost sight of who God was in the midst of all of this.   The one thing I needed the most—a consistent, living relationship with God to feed and define me—was the one thing elusive and forgotten. 

To be continued on Thursday…