According to Wikipedia, a Fairy tale is a type of short narrative that typically features characters, such as fairies, goblins, elves, trolls, dwarves, giants or gnomes, with some magic and enchantments thrown in.
However, only a small number of the stories refer to fairies.
In less technical contexts, the term is also used to describe ‘something’ blessed with unusual happiness, as in "fairy tale ending" or “a happy ending,” though not all fairy tales end happily.
If you have gone this far, thank you for your patience there really is a point to make, hopefully.
This thought was spurred (no pun intended) as I was thinking of my closest friend, definitely not a fairy. A real man’s man if there ever was one. A bull riding (see the possible pun now), gold mining, explosives and repair anything man. Add to that story a life of wasted (literally) youth and destruction. Picture a drunken cowboy roaring around the desert in a beat up car ending too many nights sick or in jail.
Nowadays he works to heal this world.
If it had not been for the grace of God inserting itself in his life, the story would not have the fairy tale ending it does. (see now my fairy tale idea)
Amazing but true.
It even has its share of goblins, elves, trolls, dwarves, giants or gnomes, and even some magic or enchantments. (Can you say fantastic tests and trials of faith?)
In a non-fairy-tale world, unexplainable tragedies don’t befall the average person of goodness and faith. But they do and they did. And still the fairy tale life continues.
I have had one of those fairy tale lives too, full of goblins and ghouls but with an ending that is so stupendously happy it defies belief or logic.
Neither of these tales could have occurred without another story that many regard as merely a fairy tale.
A Creator God desperately in love with His creation inserts himself into his creation, as one of them. Starting as a helpless baby. Completely dependent on his own frail and failing creation.
One slip and God manifest would be no longer.
That baby grows to be a man. Perfect man that wanted to love all and do good.
Religious authorities plot to exterminate him. They nail Him to a cross and he dies the most brutal death imaginable(you know the story).
He comes back to life three days later and hangs around for another forty days before going back to heaven.
The fairy tale ending is that the story itself has the power to bring fairy tale endings to so many desperate broken lives.
Too bad, that many good and ‘bad’ people decide that the way they are is good enough and never believe the tale.
Hence, no fairy tale life for them.
I love my fairy tale life.
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