Sabbath Day Scribblings - A Daughter of God

In the movie, A Little Princess, there is a beautiful scene that I find so enlightening. The scene involves Miss Minchin, a terrible governess and Sarah Crewe, a recent orphan.

Miss Minchin: Don’t tell me you still fancy yourself a princess? Child, look around you! Or better yet, look in the mirror.
Sarah Crewe: I am a princess. All girls are. Even if they live in tiny old attics. Even if they dress in rags, even if they aren’t pretty, or smart, or young. They’re still princesses. All of us. Didn’t your father ever tell you that? Didn’t he?

We believe that all women are daughters of God. We believe that we are literal spirit children of a Heavenly Father who loves us and we love Him.  We believe that He knows us.  He knows our sins, He knows our pain, He knows our hearts.

All women are daughters of God.  We are daughters of a King who has not and will never abandon us. On days when I am depressed and hurting, on days when everything goes wrong, I pray. I pray to know that He is there.  I pray to know that He cares.  I pray that He knows my hurting.  Without exception, I have felt His love.  I have felt His compassion pour down into my heart and my soul.  I know He is there.  I know He lives.  I know He listens.
The things around me might not change.  The difficulties might rage, the trials might still be there, but my ability to understand and endure grows.  My ability to have faith in His timing increases.  Through these difficult life experiences I have gained a testimony of a loving Heavenly Father, who, just like Sarah Crewe’s father in "A Little Princess", has told me that I am a princess. All girls are.  All women are.
I am His.  He holds me in the palm of His hand.