A Date with the Prince
By Brenda Mayfield
Both of our sons were still in diapers, and
it seemed I had changed them 50 times that
day. Weary of their whining and need for constant
supervision, I sighed. But soon I recalled,
tonight's the night and grinned with excitement.
My heart squealed at the thought of a long-awaited
date with my husband. I could not remember
our previous date-if we even had one. I imagined
the soft lighting and music, savory prime
rib, and uninterrupted time with my prince
charming.
After slipping on a colorful new dress, I
curled my hair while a toddler clung to my
leg like a monkey to a tree. "I love
you, sweet boy. Mommy won't be gone long."
However, my husband arrived with that "Oops-I-forgot"
look. Since he had failed to hire a sitter,
he cancelled our date.
I glared at him and shook my head. Stomping
off to the bedroom, I sobbed into my pillow.
Taking a deep breath, I raised my head and
prayed, "Oh, Lord. You know how much
I needed this night out." My thoughts
tiptoed to an idea… "Jesus, how
about You-the Prince of Peace-will You take
me on a date?"
I grabbed my purse and shot out the door.
"Well, Lord. I'm disappointed, but I
won't sulk because I'm spending time with
You. Please remain with me and protect me."
My prayers continued throughout the hour's
drive. I even sang love songs to my Prince.
I delighted myself in experiencing and enjoying
His peace and presence, with no idea of the
danger ahead.
As I approached my destination, a resort
town, I veered into a rest stop to use the
bathroom. While washing my hands, strong sensations
startled my body as a warning resounded in
my mind, Rush to your car and lock the door
immediately!
I raced through the parking lot to my car.
Just as my palm pushed down the lock on the
door, a man's hand on the outside handle was
trying to open it. His semi truck idled, with
the passenger door wide-open and extra close
to my driver's side. When I had squeezed around
it, I noticed the door's interior stripped
of its inside handle. If the man had thrown
me into his truck, I would not have been able
to open the door to escape.
My heart trembled as I sped out of the parking
lot, but it soon settled as I considered the
presence of my Divine Companion. I was grateful
for my relationship with Him; and reminded
of the importance of being sensitive to His
leading and warnings.
Local news later reported an area police
search for a serial killer suspected to be
a truck driver. I thanked the Prince for His
protection and for our memorable date. I learned
I must never leave home without Him. Although
my husband can sometimes bring me disappointment,
my Savior-the Prince-can always bring me peace.
Brenda Mayfield is a motivational
speaker, writer, and director of an international
prayer ministry. Visit www.brendamayfield.com
info@brendamayfield.com
