Once a king had two beautiful daughters whom he loved them very much. He decided to make them Magic dresses.
The first little girl was eight years old when he gave her the beautiful dress. As he presented it to her he said, “ Honey you must always keep it clean and treat it with special care. If you do this it will grow as you do because it is magic. Ea
year something new will be added to it, and it will become more and more beautiful until your wedding day. The only person you are to share it with is your husband.”
“Oh father I will take ever so good care of it, I promise.” said the first daughter .
She tried very hard, at first she only looked at it leaving it in the closet. Soon, however her pride got the best of her and she wanted to show it to her friends. Knowing that it was special she choose only her closest friend to it share with. Wh
pering, she said, “Promise not to tell and I will TELL you a secret.”
“Of Course I won’t tell a soul!” her friend promised.
“Father gave me a special dress .”
Growing very excited her friend asked to see it.
Hesitantly, she opened the closet and took out the dress.
“How beautiful!” exclaimed her friend, “ Put it on and let me see how you look in it.”
“Oh wow! How long have you had it?”
“ I have had it a year, It’s magic !” she whispered it
“Has it always been this pretty?” “What is so magic about it?”
“NO, you see every year it grows with me and it changes too”
“Tell me what has changed?”
Now the daughter grew very nervous, deep down inside she knew she was not keeping her promise but she wanted to share with her friend and so she told her all about it.
“ Look , last year it only had one pearl button at the top in the back , but this year it has twelve, all down the front.” “My father said it would change every year.”
“How does it do that?”
“I really do not know, but father told me if I take very good care of it and keep it clean, each year it would change and become more beautiful.”
“May I try it on , I promas I won’t get it dirty?” her friend ask.
“No ! you may only look at it, and I guess you could touch it just once.”
She felt a still small voice inside telling her it was wrong to share her dress after her father had told her not to. but she could not resist , wanted to feel good about having it. and so she continued.
“Father said I should only share it with ,” she giggled, “my husband” “How silly, we’re only nine, besides I have one almost like it and it isn’t magic.”
As the days and months passed, each day the oldest daughter watched her beautiful dress change. She became more curious about it and she also found that she no longer wanted to keep it to herself . After all what good id a magic dress if you can
not share it. She tried to talk to her father about it but he warned again that no one must share her dress. She was to save it for only one occasion.
Every time there was a special occasion, when other girls got a new dress, she found herself wanting to show off her special dress. Temptation was great and soon she allowed others to look and touch it.
Teen friends were not so patient and they made fun of her not believing such a dress even existed.
“If you don’t let me try it on I won’t be your friend ,” her closest friend threatened. After awhile she finally allowed her , then others to touch it.
Each time , after they were gone, she looked at the dirty finger prints , from her friends. Her beautiful dress it had stains all over it. Her so called friends cared nothing about her dress.
She had disobeyed her loving fathers wishes and she felt so guilty she only wanted to hide. In her heart she knew he would be heartbroken.
Each time she wanted comfort she would call her best friend, only to find she too felt guilty and did not want to spend time around her for fear they would be found out. They both were very very unhappy.
The oldest daughter took her dress and hid it for many days in the closet.
Now when her younger sister was eight and The King gave her a beautiful magic dress , just as he had given to his oldest daughter. He told her of the promise and again, little sister agreed to do as Father had said.
She too wanted to show it off but she kept it carefully covered with a clear plastic bag and when she wore it she was careful not to brag about it or show off. She knew how valuable it was and protected it with the greatest of care.
When the oldest daughter saw how much more carefully her sister was she became envious .
To cover her guilt , she tried to talk her into sharing her dress with some friends, just as she had done, but the sister told her she must not do that because Father told her to keep it very clean.
She decided it was already dirty so she took it out and began sharing it with many now.
When her younger sister questioned her, she replied,
“Well even though I have a few finger prints on my dress I don’t want to lose my friends by not sharing with them.”
She thought the only way was to use her dress to buy them. The more others shared her dress the easier it became to disobey her father. So once again she was letting them wear her beautiful dress and it became torn and dirty. Oh it still changed
and was still very beautiful but how she longed for a way to fix it.
Many years later each daughters met two kind, caring, and handsome young men. The daughters were very lovely young ladies by now and they were delighted when the young men ask them to Marry.
“Father, said the youngest, may I be married in the dress you gave me?”
“Go and get it,” replied the King. “You will be very supprised.”
As the youngest daughter brought her dress in, it was dazzling. It had grown into a perfect long, spotlessly white, radiant, wedding dress.
She wept happily. “It’ s so beautiful I never dreamed ! Thank you father, now I can share it with my groom and be happily married in it.”
The oldest young lady feared what her husband to be, would think of her dress, for she knew many others had used it.
She brought it to her father in tears. It was long, and had all of the trim necessary for a wedding dress but there were smudges of dirt, and torn lace , even some missing buttons.
She wept,’ Oh father I am so sorry, can you fix it?”
“No my darling , I can clean all of the smudges, but the buttons can not be matched , and we can on longer find that kind of lace. I am afraid they are not replacable.” “ I am sure if you tell the truth, your young man will forgive you and love you,
t the two of you will have to accept the repairs and go on.”
Both daughters were happily married, but the oldest always wished she had kept her dress and her fathers wishes.
From grandma to all of you precious girls who read this story may I say, “Sweetheart, you are that little girl and your body is the special gift God your heavenly father, has given to you.
God knows all about every part of our body, even before we are born. He knows how many hairs you have on your head, he knows every scar you have from falling on your bike, he knows every thought you have.
He knows about how you feel and he loves you as no one else ever has. He is Your King!
He has a plan for your life and the way he made your body untouched by others .Until you are a young lady and are married to the prince God wants you to have , you must keep yourself pure.
I know this is a big responsibility, but with God’s help and our prayers to can do it”
PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR,
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