Story Of The Prince & His Bride

I did not write this. I received this via email from a friend who's very active with 'Daily Nourishments', an inspiring form of prayer via email for those who know her. I do like the way this story is presented. If you love fairy tales, trying reading this for a change.
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This was taken from 'Daily Nourishments ~ Friday, September 3, 2010'.
http://dailynourishments.blogspot.com/2010/09/re-daily-nourishmentsreach-out-and-hold.html
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Story Of The Prince & His Bride
A Christian Fairy Tale based on a True Story of Love
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The palace is built: golden banqueting rooms, lavish salons, huge kitchens; rose gardens are planted and a great area is landscaped with fountains and waterfalls. But who is it for? Locals wonder, but generation after generation watch in vain. The seers and wise ones write about a prince whom they believe will one day come, hoping that he will arrive in their generation. But the time is not yet right, and each in turn dies without ever seeing his face. They know that when he comes it will be for his bride. But when? They can only record the signs of his coming, so a future generation will know. Angels hover around the palace, wondering when it will all happen, longing to know the details, for this is the greatest love story the world has ever known.
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Then one day the prince arrives, alone. The palace doors are flung open and everything is made ready. She must be coming! The prince goes into the streets and in the darkest alleyway he finds a bedraggled girl in the gutter, filthy and covered in sores. 'Surely not!' say the locals. There is nothing attractive about her – and rumour has it that she has been with other men. She is surrounded by rogues and he must fight for her, suffer for her – even die for her. But he marries her, just as she is, and establishes her in the palace. There, in secret, he lovingly serves her, tends her wounds, heals her from her past. Miraculously, as the years go by, she blossoms. And, as she trusts in him and relaxes in his love, somehow she becomes like him. And from her rags, a great beauty emerges.
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We are His chosen ones, His Cinderella bride. Prophets on tiptoe, angels longing, the Christ dying. And it was all for us.
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Bible References to the above story
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Ephesians 5:22-32
[22]Wives, submit to your husbands as to the Lord. [23]For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior. [24]Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything. [25]Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her [26]to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word, [27]and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless. [28]In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself. [29]After all, no one ever hated his own body, but he feeds and cares for it, just as Christ does the church— [30]for we are members of his body. [31]"For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh." [32]This is a profound mystery—but I am talking about Christ and the church.
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Revelation 21:2
[2]I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband.
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Revelation 21:9
[9]One of the seven angels who had the seven bowls full of the seven last plagues came and said to me, "Come, I will show you the bride, the wife of the Lamb."
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Store Your Treasures In Heaven

"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." ~ Matthew 6:19-21

The Night-Soil Carrier

I just received via email, the links to 3 BLOGS about this occupation that is no longer existent in Singapore. I do remember seeing the ‘Night-Soil Carrier’ when I stayed at my cousin's home during some weekends and I would run to the other end of the house, and I was glad that the house was huge. Although the job title says ‘Night-Soil Carrier’, I remembered seeing them during the day. What did they do? Well, in the days of the Bucket System when we did our "toilet-duty" into a bucket, the Night-Soil Carrier's job was to clear the dirty bucket and replace it with a clean one. I remember seeing them carrying 2 buckets balanced at the ends of one stick slung over their shoulder. Now you know why I avoided them.

I can't help think of an Ad on TV about 'The Carrier Man' sung to the tune of 'The Candy Man'. Here are some lyrics to sing to, give it a try...

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The Night-Soil Carrier Man ~ Song Lyrics
(sung to the tune of 'The Candy Man')

Who will clean your bucket?
When you've done your POO
Who will clean your bucket and return it back to you
The Carrier Man can,
The Night-Soil Carrier Man can
The Carrier Man can coz he cleans it up with love
So when you need it it's good... and clean

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Enough said & sung.

If you want to read more about The Night-Soul Carrier, here are the links to 3 BLOGS.
http://yesterday.sg/2010/09/three-ply-what-about-no-ply/
http://yesterday.sg/2006/09/tribute_to_a_humble_profession/
http://yesterday.sg/2009/07/under-one-roof-public-housing-in-singapore/

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