Thursday, February 13, 2014

He is my Hiding Place


He is My Hiding Place 

The book of Esther is a picture of two truths:

One: When we are faithless, God is faithful
Two: God is sovereign

Before I continue to write on my reflection of my thoughts and the Anointing of Esther, I want to go through memory lane of my past and sum it up: I have overcome many things in life from childhood to adulthood-from physical, sexual and verbal abuse, homeless, addiction and rejection, you name it and I have probably lived it and most definitely felt it from the very people that I was supposed to trust, feel safe, feel loved and protected. Because of that I did not trust no one!! So for many years I carried a baggage of pain that God wanted me to let go. He wanted me to TRUST him, to BELIEVE in him, to SURRENDER to him but I didn't know how because I didn't trust him either.  On many occasions, I would question God and ask him "How can I trust you when YOU allowed all these things to happen to me" Why? Why me?" And all he would say, "There is a purpose and one day you will understand, but until than, there is much work to be done in you." I was definitely a work in process and God had been faithful and Sovereign!

When I first started to visit my home church, I remember on a Saturday morning, we had a  women's mentorship, there was a powerful anointing of the presence of God in the midst of many women lying in the ashes of despair, wallowing in brokenness, hopeless but yet hungry for a revival in their lives, seeking for peace, looking for affirmation and desperate for love and I was one those women. After the guest speaker Pastor Madelyn finished her sermon, she made an alter call. I was one of the many women who came forth. I didn't look to my left nor to my right, I kept my eyes closed as tears rolled down my face and my heart was pounding faster than I ever felt it.  From a distance I heard her speak to several women and the I felt her hands over me and she said to me " YOU ARE an ESTHER IN THIS HOUSE" I had no clue who was Esther back then! Though it took me years of trials and errors to realize that those very words that was spoken to many years ago, was unraveling before my eyes with much more understanding and revelation. 

I have to say when God makes a promise, He definitely keeps it - talk about much work to be done - he wasn't kidding! I expected God to start using me immediately after that word was spoken over my life, but God doesn't work that way. For many years after that, I challenged God with that promise, but he would not budge, like he said - there was still much work to be done and the process began.  God started to extract and chisel away many years of painful memories that I refused to look back at, the shameful sins and the many years of deceitful lies. He had to set me free and expose the sin that lied deep within me. The very things that caused me to feel bitter, angry, hatred and rebellious that came with many emotional baggages and insecurities, unloved and unworthiness.  He had to unmask each and every one of them. The process has been painful, lonely and at times hard to comprehend that a petite person like me had carried so much baggage for so many years that spiritually weighed me down like the woman in Luke 13:10-12, but God is Faithful and Sovereign! 

For the past few months, there has been again painful decisions and also drastic changes that I have had to make in the my life and also for the sake of my family. Decisions were made and changes are taking place, so for the past few days or so, I have been asking God to take me to the place "The Hiding Place." The place where it is just Him and I and where I can hide in Him, a place where I can just "dwell". A place where I can spend all of me to be in His presence and I began to bring God's Word back to Him: My Lord, You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance. (Psalms 32:7) 


And it was until this morning that my alarm went off at 3:00 am and the song "Oceans-Where Feet May Fail" came on and I rose out of my bed and straight into praise, prayer and worship, no bathroom breaks, no coffee, just me and Him. I remember telling God that I wanted to be healed, I just laid in his presence and I heard deep within my spirit, God's whisper saying to me "the Esther anointing is upon you" My mind began to go back over the past few years of how I have seen people get elevated/promoted by God, and I was still sitting in despair and then He said to Fast and Pray. I was allowing my current circumstance and pain to paralyze me. But today, I arise to a new level, a new life. My break-through finally arrived!!! I had to gain Courage and stop being comfortable in a place where I was uncomfortable. I had encouraged other to do, what I was not able to do myself, but today is the day, I step OUT! It is time to the assignment even at the expense of losing what friends are left. It takes courage to step out and do the will of God. He told me to fast and pray for my family, because the enemy is setting plans for their destruction, but you fast and pray!! fast and pray !!! So, here I sit fighting off the Haman's for the children of God and for my family the would rise up to their destiny, but before I can tell someone to get up, I must, I will, and I have RISEN from the ashes!! My God is Faith and Sovereign! 

Closing Reflection:
It took me years to be in the place that I am now; though I am still a work in process and will continue to be until God calls me home, but I have learned to TRUST God like never before. The more I learn about HIM, the more I understand His FAITHFULNESS, JUSTICE and MERCY. I have grasp the depths of his SOVEREIGNTY. I also realize His wondrous gift of GRACE was given with a purpose. Although the circumstances of my life during this season has been in the valleys, I have gratefully remained on the mountaintops, because the JOY of the Lord is My STRENGTH. God has completely sustained me by his Amazing GRACE, God has kept me STRONG and I have remained unwavering in my FAITH and TRUST in my GOD. I am able to bring about encouragement to those of who struggle with the same things I have struggled in the past and have TRUSTED God to make a way, where there is no way in human strength. 





 Oceans - Where Feet May Fail

Written by Maribel O'Neill
February 13, 2014 

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Our Trials Are Not in Vain




The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners..... Isaiah 61:1

It’s really easy to feel sorry for yourself when you’re going through trails in your life. The one thing that makes me feel a little upset is when people do not understand what process God is allowing you to go through, so they judge you instead of really looking at the entire picture.  I do understand that many things, we place ourselves through because of the decisions we have made; but before God allowed His only begotten Son to die for us, He knew we would make those mistakes and take the wrong turns; but yet He still called you and me. There is a purpose in everything we go through, I believe. Have you ever wondered why is it that when you're going through a trial,  there is always someone coming to you needing some Godly counsel  in the midst of your storm?  

I've realized....life doesn't stop for everyone because I am going through a trial. God has to show me that what I am going through has nothing to do with me, but for me to learn so I can assist others to overcome what they are going through. How do you think you are able to speak such wise words in the mist of your storm?  Realize that even though you feel like God is not hearing you, He is; and He is showing you by bringing others that are hurting, so you can speak His word? We tend to overlook that. We think to ourselves: "why does God keep bring these people to me and I am broken myself"?  We must take our eyes off of self in order to understand the assignment God has for us. Jesus Christ placed His eyes on Himself for a second. He said: O My Father, if this cup cannot pass away from Me unless I drink it, Your will be doneIf he would have kept His eyes on Himself, we would not be here today. When Jesus allowed his focus to be shifted back to God's will, that’s when all that had to happen came to pass. Think of it like this: if I allow myself to be selfish in the time of my storm, I may hinder many women from hearing a testimony that can free them from their situations. How are we healed from many of our trails? We are healed because of the testimonies from many woman and men of God in the bible, and their testimonies still speak to us today.

Our trials is not in vain if we don’t allow ourselves to stay in that circumstance.  
We are over-comers by the words of our testimonies. As long as our eyes are on ourselves, those women that God has lined up to hear your voice will not get the opportunity to hear you. Do you think Peter really believed in His heart he would deny Jesus, not one, not two, but three times? But he did. Did you ever think you would be in the position you are in today? I’m pretty sure you didn't, but you are. Although Peter denied Christ, he didn't give up. The bible says: And Peter remembered the word of Jesus who had said to him, “Before the rooster crows, you will deny Me three times.” So he went out and wept bitterly.” Yes he felt sorry for himself but he did not give up. He did not allow His past failure to keep him down. It may have taken some time but he continued to preach the gospel; and because he took his eyes off of himself,  many were healed and many accepted Jesus Christ. How would Peter have understood how it felt like to deny Jesus unless he went through it himself? You never know what God is preparing for someone. So before you start to play judge and jury over someone’s life, look at where God has brought you from and look how many times he had to bring you from that situation. Lift that person in prayer because the adversary does not rest. Your prayers do more than your personal advice.




My Testimony Marvin Sapp Lyrics




Written by Maribel Castillo

9/19/2013

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

The Silent Treatment


Being ignored causes the same chemical reaction in the brain as being physically hurt

     I had the honor to meet a young woman through my Facebook a few months ago and we went back and forth writing to each other and finally we exchanged numbers. We got to know each other better through phone conversations and finally she felt comfortable enough to share with me her story. (And BTW, she was the one that asked me if I can write about this and I agreed. She calls me her ghostwriter (lol) This is not something I write in my blog, normally my writings are my thoughts, my life experiences and my relationship with God. But, I found this to be an interesting story and the reality of it-this is happening all across the world. This abuse does not exempt anyone, female or male - As I read the comments left in my blog and received comments in my personal email and also in my Facebook inbox, I realized this young woman was not alone, there are many more women/men out there that are going through the same abuse or even worse. It could be the sweet neighbor from across the street; your friendly co-worker; your sister in Christ; Your sister; your best friend; Your mother; or even your father or brother or even your friend in Facebook. I think for many is something that they don't like sharing for whatever reasons; it could be shame or fear of being judged. I had asked  "Cinderella" did you share this with anyone in your family, or your best friend??  Her response to me was, I told one of my sisters and this was her sisters response: what did you do to cause him to treat you like that? hmmmmm.....wrong response!   This caused her to keep silent and never to share with anyone again. How insensitive our words can be at times, we are so judgmental; We are quick to point fingers.  Not everything that happens to us is our fault, but people who know our past seems to judge our current situation from our past instead of really listening and helping out; instead they do more harm than good with insensitive comments. 


     At some point in a male/female relationship, the spouse or significant other may utilize one their favorite secret weapons which is called the "The Silent Treatment" The most common reason that a person uses the silent treatment is to punish the other person for misbehaving. How should someone react and respond to this kind of person? How does anyone determine if this is actually just a 'cooling off" period and not the silent treatment? I believe the silent treatment is a form of torture to someone that they profess to love. People who abuse others by using the silent treatment have learned that it works, so they use it over and over again. It makes the victim more frustrated than any other form of abuse and it allows the abuser to avoid any confrontations, any uncomfortable questions or subjects that they don't want to talk about and it gives them a way to get out of any accountability to their spouse and it is emotionally abusive instead of physically abusive and even worse because there are no scars that can be seen by an outside observer. 

     I, for one knows what it is to be abused, in every shape or form of the word "abuse" so it moves me with compassion for all those that are being abused, it is not a good feeling at all. Thank God that through my relationship with God, he has brought healing and has restored me to be able to share my stories and bring others to find healing in Christ. Healing and restoration does not come over night, it takes time and patience with yourself and most of all forgiveness - You need to learn to forgive those who abused you and forgive yourself for allowing to be abused. That comes hand in hand.    

     Many may not agree with what I wrote but that is ok; because its not about them, it is about doing the will of God. It is about being bold in Christ in helping those who are hurting and can understand what they are going through and lead them to find help. Many cries are being unheard, they are lost and hurting in the wilderness of despair and shame. In the word of God it tells us in Psalm 34:18: There are many of us - not all; God sends out to experience pain of a broken heart and to feel rejected; to know what it is to be hungry, to feel cold and live homeless, all that causes a crushed spirit. But God through all that brings healing and uses it to glorify himself and not man! He uses those very people who pass the test of life to reach out and touch others through his love and compassion.

     I thank God that I was able to meet this young woman and help her in ways that I didn't realize I was.  This young woman is now visiting a local church, received Jesus as her Lord and Savior and went out a bought herself, her first bible (to God be the glory).  She is now hungry to have a relationship with God. She thirsts for him.  It humbles me to receive her texts and asks me to pray for her or when I receive her phone calls when she wants to share with excitement how God spoke to her through his living Word - or when she doesn't understand something, I patiently explain to her what the Holy Spirit reveals to me through Gods word. She still is going through a process but she understands that through her weakness God's strength will help her move forward to the greater things that he has set out for her.  I believe that God is going to use her mighty in a world where many are living the dark secret of the "Silent Treatment"  

     To me, this was something unexpected, I feel honored and humbled that God did not overlook me because of my weaknesses or flaws, but instead used me to steer this young woman and place her in the path that leads to his Heart.  So, for now I will continue to feed myself with the living Word, quench my spirit with the refreshing of his presence as I wait for him to send me out - to my next assignment.   

Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying: Whom shall I send? And who will be for us? And I said, "Here am I. Send me!" Isaiah 6:8


Jesus Culture - Where You Go I Go


Written by Maribel Castillo
August 13, 2013

Monday, August 12, 2013

I'm Wishing On A Star (part 4)


Silent treatment is a method the abuser uses to 'kill' you for something you have done. In a sense, you have been psychologically 'murdered' by them, but your physical life goes on.

      As time went by and the silent treatment continued to affect their marriage and as any wife who wants to safe her marriage suggested for them to see a marriage counselor. But her husband refused and said he didn't have a problem and in turn blamed her for their rocky marriage and threaten to leave her if she would ask again. Several months went by and still, he seemed to think that everything was A-ok! But of course - it was his way or the silent treatment! After going through years of emotional depression, she started to feel anger towards her husband. She would wait for hours in the living-room for him to fall asleep and than she would lay next to him and would think; 'who is this intruder?" My God, who- is- this- man!! She didn't know him anymore, even his touch was different, his kisses didn't feel right, she avoided at all cost to have intimacy with him, everything about him would sicken her but part of her still loved him and wanted to save her marriage.

      Mr. Charming was so sure of his wife's love and devotion but nothing could have prepared him for what was coming to him. One day she looked out her window and there he was, talking on his cell phone inside his car, she hid behind the curtains and waited and waited and waited, after thirty minutes, he went upstairs. She was infuriated, she had no time to control her emotions, this time she didn't wait for him to use his keys, she opened the door for him and with a tone of voice that he NEVER heard her speak, " WHO WERE YOU TALKING TO FOR THIRTY MINUTES OVER THE PHONE!!!" Surprised, he looked at her and said; Be careful how you raise your voice at me!!! and walked away from her, she proceeded to follow him and scream from the top of her lungs demanding for him to answer her and he said to her, "if you continue, I will pack up and go!"  She turned around walked towards the door, opened it and said ...Don't let the door hit you from behind!!! Never expecting her reaction and response, he looked to her and paused for a few minutes but of course his pride took over and he walked out the door. She slammed the door and threw herself in bed and cried the whole night. 

      Morning arrived and she called out from work. Feeling all sorts of emotions, she sat down and looked around and saw all the pictures of the happy moments she spent with her Prince Charming, but she knew deep within her that is all she was ever gonna have. She use to love her husband with all that she was; even when she was angry at him or even when she was hurt by him, but her love stopped during the last episode or maybe the one before, she couldn't remember when her heart shut off the love valve. Maybe is was a gradual thing, no matter what-- the love was gone and this current episode just made her commit to not going back into the relationship. It was to late to fix what was already broken. She cried a little bit more, composed herself and went into the closet and pulled out his luggage and lay it on the bed and started to pack his belongings. This time as she walked pass the mirror, the woman looking back at her was stronger, more determined to take back her identity and self worth. She knew she was going to survive and move on. When she was done packing up all his stuff, she sat down and started to write him a letter......

Dear Prince Charming, 

I remember the night as I was strolling in the park, I wished upon a star to be found by my Prince Charming and live happily ever after. I believed in fairy tales, I believed in love and I believed in You. I trusted every word you spoke when you profess your love and promises on our wedding day. As time went by, little by little you broke all your promises. In the first year, when you first pulled the silent treatment, the more I wanted to fix it. I noticed how you would get such a satisfaction watching me squirm to try to get your attention and speak to me. It was like a real EGO Boost for you. The more control you had,  the less I had; I was sinking deeper into low self esteem, depression and lots of anxieties. The worst part of it all was when you were ready to break the silence, you would start talking like nothing was ever wrong, you ignored the problems and kept up a front. With you, there was no rhyme or reason, it could of happen at any time and it would go on for days, weeks or months and your rages were mind boggling and yes to me that was a punishment. A loving and caring husband does not give his wife a silent treatment. A loving husband listens, communicates and respond back and engage and participate in conversations, even if they disagree; they still treat their wife with respect. The silent treatment is never about love. There is a saying that the worst thing you can do to someone is not hate them but to be "totally indifferent" to them. If you hate them at least you care enough to hate them. But when you are indifferent to them you really DO NOT CARE at all. Abuse is Abuse. And abuse is never ok. In one way though, the silent treatment is far worse than other forms of abuse, because it indirectly says to you that you are not a person, you are an object, you are invisible because they choose to make you so because you are not worthy of their time. THAT is one of the most hurtful and abusive things to do to another human being. It is a horrible feeling, being ignored and denied affection. To me it was an emotional abuse instead of physical abusive and even worse because there were no scars that can be seen by an outside observer. And that is what you did to me for years. So, how does one reason with someone like you? but I am convinced that the truth is- you can not reason or gain any ground with you and your actions.  It is a "no win " situation and I won't waste anymore of my life trying to make it work. Unfortunately, the “silent treat” became our “marriage killer” it sabotaged what could have been an amazing marriage.  So, with all this said I just want you to know that I am moving forward alone and the best part about it is - I WILL SURVIVE!!

Sincerely and relieved 
Cinderella


I will Survive- Gloria Gaynor

Written by Maribel Castillo
August 12, 2013

Saturday, August 10, 2013

I'm Wishing On A Star (part 3)


She no longer knew the man she married; he became a stranger in her house.  

      Mrs. Charming continued to do her everyday role as a loving wife and doing everything in her power to do the right things and say the right things to keep her husband happy, she finally felt a ease because her husband showed no signs of indifference with her.  He continued to wine and dine her, sending flowers to her job; texting her love messages; long romantic walks in the park; preparing candlelight dinners at home, it was all as it should be, a loving and caring husband tending to his devoted  and trusting wife. This blissful happiness lasted for a few weeks until one day, she had prepared a romantic dinner and was waiting for him to arrive, an hour went by; two hours went by. This was something he never did, so she became concerned and called his cell phone but it went directly to voice mail. She waited a few minutes and called again and still no answer. Now as a trusting wife, she thought the worst happen to him, so after attempting several more times, she left him a voice mail expressing her concern as any caring wife would do.


      Four hours later, she heard his keys opening the door and she walked to meet him at the door, as he opened the door, with tears in her eyes and worried, she asked him with a concerned voice "where were You"; "I was so worried that something happened to you" ;"why couldn't you call me to tell me that you were ok"; "why was your cell phone off?" ..............(bad mistake) As she looked in his eyes, there it was the same sharp, stern look and with an annoyed voice he said: "I don't have to tell you nothing!!" and walked straight into the bedroom and locked the door behind him. In disbelief, she just stood there for a few minutes and cried. After she composed herself, she went by the bedroom door and was asking her husband to please open the door, but he never responded. 

      That night, she laid in the sofa and wasn't able to sleep and kept questioning herself  "what did I do wrong? was I wrong in asking? Should I have just waited? The next morning as he was preparing for work, she walks over to him and says 'I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me" but he kept ignoring her and walked out the door and left her feeling hopeless and confused. She was so emotionally drained that she called out from work and all day she was hoping to receive a text or phone call from her husband but he never did. She was feeling so desperate, she didn't know what to do, she didn't know who to call, she was in a state of confusion. Insecurity was eating her up, she thought she was failing as a wife. She kept blaming herself. and thought that maybe she was just over reacting. 

      As the time was getting closer for her husband to arrive, she prepared dinner, showered and put on a pretty outfit and waited for her husband to come home.  It was now an hour later from the time he normally would get home, she started to feel anxious, she walked back and forth throughout the house; looking out the window; checking her cell phone for texts or voice messages, but nothing. Three hours later and still no sign of her husband, oh how horrible this feeling of not knowing where he was and why he would not call. To ease her anxieties, she went and took a shower again and as she was getting out of the shower, she heard the door open, relieved that he was finally home but nervous, she took a deep breath and came out to greet her husband.  As she went towards him, he walked right by her without looking at her and closed the bathroom door. She began to cry as she stood there in disbelief, but hurried to heat up his food before he came out of the shower. When she heard the shower turn off, she prepared his plate and when he walked out, she said "honey, your food is ready"  but he walked into the bedroom and locked himself in. Her desperate reaction was to run after him and started to bang at the door, pleading for him to listen to her, but his silence said it all. This time his silent treatment did not last for just a few days, it went on for over two months. 

      During those two months for her was pure torment, it was like living a horrible nightmare. She wouldn't eat, she couldn't sleep, she cried all the time. She blamed herself for his behavior towards her. She felt as if she was not good enough for him. Her days  became long and lonely. When she would look at herself in the mirror that confident woman was no longer staring back at her, the one staring back at her, was a fragile woman being sucked into a life of an emotional wreck, she was full of pain, insecurity, doubt, unloved, self-pity and fear. She no longer knew the man she so desperately loved, he became a stranger in the house.  So, after two agonizing months, he came home from work one day with a bouquet of flowers, a bottle of wine and her favorite food. As she was standing there a total mess, not knowing how to react, he walked over to her and kissed her and hugged her and she responded with "I am so sorry" and he took her to the room and she never asked about the incident that caused his silent treatment. 

This silent treatment lasted for several years until finally.......to be continued...



Stranger in my house with lyrics - Tamia 

Written by Maribel Castillo
August 10, 2013

Friday, August 9, 2013

I'm Wishing On A Star (part 2)



She surrender herself completely and totally to her husband with no reservation of fear or shame.

      Off they went as Mr. and Mrs. Prince Charming, to a romantic get-away honeymoon. Their first night as husband and wife was an experience she will never forget. As they arrived at their suite and she unpacked, Prince Charming opened a bottle of wine and handed her a cup as they toasted their first night celebrating their union. She in turn slipped into the bathroom as she bathe herself in a sweet aroma of bubble bath and creamed her body with a silky soft scent lotion. She was a bit nervous as she dressed herself in a silky white lingerie and added a touch of lip gloss and a touch of powder in her face and sprayed dots of her husbands favorite perfume. That night was her first night that she would let anyone see or touch her body. She worried if she was going to be able to fulfill her duties as a wife to a man that was obvious had life experiences. Full of mix emotions, she took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out and as she look at her husband, his smile and the approval in his eyes eased whatever she was feeling. He dimmed the lights and put on their wedding song and led her to dance. His embrace and touch released in her a feeling of trust and full surrender. She surrender herself completely and totally to her husband with no reservation of fear or shame. They interlocked as one as he held her close to his heart and she fell asleep safe in his arms.

      For the next several weeks  their honeymoon was a time of shared love and happiness. He treated her like his queen, everything she wanted was granted to her. He made her feel loved, cared and protected. He would speak to her with kind and loving words, his touch was always gentle and oh - his smile would start off the butterflies in her stomach. She would fall asleep with a smile and wake up with a smile. He became her everything! She had married the perfect man. 

      Four months after their honeymoon, they were getting ready to go and celebrated their four month of marriage, she stumble over his pants and as she picked it up, a piece of paper fell of his pants pocket and she notice that there was a telephone number but it had no name, so she brushed it off and continued to get dressed.  In the restaurant,  as they were waiting for their food, they were drinking a glass of wine and she remembered the piece of paper and questioned her husband about it.  The look in her husbands face was a look that she never saw before, immediately he stop from smiling and with a tone of voice that she never heard before, he said "it it none of your business!"  Confused by his reaction, she apologized and throughout the night, he hardly spoke a word to her and never attempted to even look at her. She didn't know what to do, she kept asking herself  - did I ask the wrong way? was my tone disrespectful? All through the ride home was silence, such a silence that she could hear his breathing, even his breathing was unfamiliar to her, because she never heard him breath that heavy. Though she didn't know why she was apologizing, she did again, but he never responded.  He pulled into the driveway and slammed the door behind him and walked straight into the house, leaving her in the car. This was something she was not use to because he was always a gentlemen. For a few minutes she stayed in the car to compose herself and then walked into the house and still confused as to what she did wrong, she apologized and he again did not answer. He went into the room and closed the door behind him and left her with her words in her mouth.  This went for for several days, she would apologize and he will ignore her as if she didn't exist. All she did was cry, she cried taking a shower, she cried back and forth from work, she cried herself to sleep. Crying and more crying was the only thing she did. She became an emotional wreck.

      She missed her husband dreadfully, she was living a fog of confusion, the pain she felt was unbearable at times. Then one day, her husband walked in from work and reached out and kissed her. And of course - all she did was cry and say..."I'm sorry" and his response was taking her to the room and closing the door behind them. Finally, things were back in order in their marriage, she again was feeling his love and nothing else mattered to her. They never talked about the incident and life kept going on as if his silent treatment never happened. 

That is what she thought.......but ......(to be continued) 



SANTA ESMERALDA - YOU'RE MY EVERYTHING 


Written by Maribel Castillo
August 9, 2013 

Thursday, August 8, 2013

I'm Wishing On A Star


Every young girls dream is to be like that fairy tale story of Cinderella and marry their Prince Charming

        There once was a young girl whose dreams was to meet her Prince Charming and live happily ever after.  This young girl lived in a small 2 bedroom apartment with 3 siblings and her parents. In those days when she was growing up, there were a lot of financial burdens that prevented them to live a lifestyle that every child would have loved to live.  But this never stopped this young girl to dream of one day marrying her Prince Charming and be swept away in a white carriage and into the sunset. Her dreams always kept her wishing on a star that one day it will become a reality.  But, as time went by painful events in her life caused those dreams to fade away


      But one day, as she strolled along the park being captivated by the beauty of creation, she noticed from afar a handsome young man staring at her. She bashfully continued to walk, but was impressed with his smile.  Soon after, her curiosity of his smile made her look back and there he was- still staring and smiling. Embarrassed, she started to walk fast and went home. That night, she sat by the window and looked up to the sky and wished upon a star and hurried into bed in hopes that nightfall will soon become day.   As daylight broke, she hurried and did all she had to do and came home, showered and put on her prettiest dress and left to take her stroll at the park. 

      As she walked the same path, there he was again smiling at her. It was as he was waiting for her to come back. She became very nervous and didn't know what foot to put in front of the other and also the butterflies in her stomach wasn't helping either.  This went on for several days until one day as she walked by and looked to the area where he always stood, he wasn't there; she paused and continued to walk away.  As she walked, she noticed a shadow behind her, so she looked back and there he was; standing there with a smile and a rose in his hand. Shy but happy to see him, she accepted the rose and they walked and talked along the path where he first captivated her heart.  From that day on, they became inseparable. He became her Prince Charming. He said the right things, did the right things and promised her a rose garden full of joy, happiness and everlasting love.  She was living out her dream of the fairy tale of Cinderella and Prince Charming.  Nothing made her as happy as her Prince Charming did.  He showered her with whispers of love, passionate kisses and expensive gifts, everything she ever dreamed off and more.  

      The day of her dream of becoming Mrs. Prince Charming arrived.  Oh how beautiful she looked and how everyone was mesmerize by her beauty as she walked down the isle in her pretty white princess dress.  Her heart leaped with joy as she saw her Prince Charming with the smile that stole her heart, waiting for her to arrive to meet him at the altar to profess his love and be united as one.  As the stars in the sky set the scenery of love, she danced the night away with her Prince Charming, oh how much love was in the air; oh how he made her feel as his eyes penetrated through her beauty; oh how his tender kisses made her feel desirable and his gentle touch made her yearn for more and his soft whispers promising her an everlasting love that made her feel as if she was the luckiest girl in the world.  As she looked up to the sky, she thanked God for her wish come true. 

But nothing could have prepared her for the nightmare that was ahead of her.....(to be continued) 



I'll Always Find You In My Heart


Written by Maribel Castillo
August 8, 2013