The Cinderella Syndrome

I know the days of the mistress will come soon. She has been waiting for so long for this day.

She has prepared her self and adorned gold and silver and precious ornaments.

She had been dreaming about the possibility of joining her prince charming in the palace.

She is unloved and found no suitors but she waits for the prince.

A prince from the south with his chariots, a prince and his herald, along with his entourage.

How the work to be done is plentiful, now she dresses the rooms, she orders a few goods and sets up gifts.

Day and night she toils the farm and the garden.

And now she is growing spices, now she is harvesting crops, now she is on her knees grinding spices.

All day long, she fetches the water, cooks and washes clothes, day and night there same.

Now the day has arrived for the coming of the prince is nearer she taught.

Along came a Sojourner and sat beside her. Surprisingly she quivers, and the Sojourner seeing her reaction said, oh don't be afraid, I am your prince from the north.

Cinderella was terrified, you can't be where is my handsome prince from the south, with his herald and his entourage, along with his chariots?

Well, I am not with any herald, nor an entourage, nor any chariots, just me.

But I have something greater than all these things?

Tell me Sojourner, what can you possibly offer me seeing that I have rejected all my possible suitors?

Then the Sojourner looked at her with a concern look, then responds,  "Life, I can offer you eternal life".

Well if that's all you have to offer, I really don't want it, after all I am too busy...

Slaving? Sojourner interrupts.

I came for you and sent my chariots ahead of me and my entourages, and then  my herald and you rejected all of them, my love.

And I came and gave my life so you can live what more else can I possibly give you, my love?