“Rapunzel, Rapunzel let down your golden hair.” I can’t tell you how many times I’ve read that phrase to my 3-year-old daughter, Amelia. Her love for Rapunzel is borderline Obsessive Compulsive. The other day she got creative and repurposed the belt from my fuzzy, purple, star bathrobe (don’t be jealous you wish you had one). She held the belt to the back of her head and said it was her Rapunzel hair. I got the idea to attach the belt to her ponytail. Bad idea. If it got caught on anything, like say her brother Ben’s hand for instance, she would go flailing backward. That game ended about as poorly as a previous game where she let her hair flow over the edge of the bed and invited her two-year-old brother to climb up it, which of course he obliged.
Amelia has another game which I call “Damsel in Distress”. It involves her wearing a princess gown and going about the house throwing herself to the floor. Then in her best theatrical voice she desperately cries out to her brother, “Prince! Prince! Save me Prince!” to which he angrily replies, “I NOT Prince! I just Benny!” A large part of me thinks this is adorable. I love that she is getting more creative in her pretend play and I admire her persistency in trying to get her brother to get into character. Secretly though, a part of me HATES this game. Somewhere inside I get angry and I want to yell at her, “Get off the floor! You don’t need a Prince! You can help yourself!”
I want my daughter to know that she can be strong without a man, but the truth is that as the bride of Christ we are all a damsel in distress. We all need our Prince to save us. Like Rapunzel we too have an enemy who wants to lock us away. He does
not drag us by our hair and throw us into a tower. Instead, he tries to convince us to build our own tower! Brick by brick Satan fills us with lies and uses
our hurts to convince us that staying in that tower is safer. He lies by saying, “No one understands your hurts . . .You are all alone in your struggles . . . If people knew the real you they’d think you were weak . . . They wouldn’t like you . . . If you don’t let people in they can’t hurt you.” Satan will throw just enough truth into a lie to get you to believe him. It is true that the more you open up to someone the more ability they have to shoot a dart right in your heart. No one has the ability to hurt you as much as family does, because they know you the most. You can’t pick your family (except your husband of course!) but you can pick your friends. A friend should be someone who can handle all your craziness but loves you enough to tell you when you’ve been believing the Enemy’s lies. It is scary to be vulnerable but nothing is more miserable than feeling all alone. You are not alone. Be brave. Let your hair down and climb out of that tower.
“As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another.” Proverbs 27:17
“Plans fail for lack of counsel, but with many advisers they succeed.” Proverbs 15:22