Marrying God’s Dream

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As I walked down the long hallway, I could hardly think. I didn’t care about the sparkling marble floors, the gold door knobs, or the jewels hanging off my wrists. I stared at the ornate wooden door ahead of me; my future was inside that room.

King Xerxes held my fate. If he chose me, I’d be the queen. If he didn’t, I’d his concubine. I still belonged to him, but not as a wife, but as his possession in his harem. I couldn’t marry another. How did my life end up like this?

It started when my ancestors were carried away from Jerusalem by King Nebachnezzer who brought them to Babylon–the capital of decadence and sin. We were treated like slaves and outcasts, unwanted and undesirable.

Then Persian King Cyrus overthrew the Babylonian empire. Unlike the previous oppressor, King Cyrus gave us our freedom and permission to rebuild our nation and the city of Jerusalem. Hope began to dawn upon my people.

Several years later, here I was, living in the Persian empire, dreaming of one day returning to Jerusalem. Orphaned at a young age, I lived with my cousin Mordecai, who was like a father to me.

(NOTE: The following section set in asterisks is inserted for narrative purposes and not necessarily historically accurate.)

*He arranged for me to marry my Israelite neighbor, Joseph– a quiet, but honorable young man. I looked forward to marrying him and raising a family. Joseph promised that Mordecai could live with us after the wedding. All of us hoped to return to Jerusalem together.

Mordecai worked as a palace guard, so he knew the news of the King. The latest development spread quickly throughout the city: Queen Vashti was removed as queen. I didn’t know that could happen, but it did.

The next month, as Joseph ate dinner with us, guards came to the door, asking for me. How do they know me? What have I done wrong? They refused to answer, but Mordecai whispered for me to be Esther the Persian as he admonished me to not reveal my background. So, they carried away Esther, but left Hadasseh, my real identity, behind in this humble home.

All my dreams were shattered like broken pottery. No marrying Joseph, no raising a small Jewish family, and no returning to my homeland. Now, I’d be the concubine to the Persian King. He had deposed of his first wife, so what would become of me if I displeased him? Or worse, if he discovered I’m a Jewish orphan?*


Can you imagine what Esther thought when she was selected as a potential candidate to be the Queen of Persia? At that time, Persia was the most powerful kingdom in the world.

This Jewish orphan living in exile was now married to King Xerxes. No more dreams of living a quiet life, marrying a Jewish man, and raising a small family. Did she know what to dream now?

How about when Mordecai informed her of the King’s edict? Haman convinced her husband to annihilate the Jewish people– her people. Everyone she grew up with, lived among, and supped with were sentenced to death.

She was probably devastated, confused, and terrified. Mordecai pleaded for her to go before the King on their people’s behalf, essentially asking her to lay down her life.

Sometimes in the most devastating moment in our lives, God summons us to answer the call of greatness.

“And who knows whether you have attained royalty for such a time as this [and for this very purpose]?” (Esther 4:14 AMP)

She became a type and shadow of Jesus, interceding for her people.

15 Then Esther told them to reply to Mordecai, 16 “Go, gather all the Jews that are present in Susa, and observe a fast for me; do not eat or drink for three days, night or day. I and my maids also will fast in the same way. Then I will go in to [see] the king [without being summoned], which is against the law; and if I perish, I perish.” (verses 15-16 AMP)

But God’s grace and favor was on her side. King Xerxes extended the scepter, sparing her life. Eventually, instead of the Jewish people getting wiped out, Haman and his ten sons were executed. The Jewish people defended themselves, slaughtering their enemies. And Mordecai became the second most powerful person in the world.

No, her life didn’t meet her earlier expectations, but God had a different plan. One that far exceeded anything she could’ve hoped or imagined. She was the wife of the most powerful ruler in the world and helped save her people from genocide.

So, her story is a reminder that God’s plans always exceed our wildest imagination and greatest expectation. No matter what it looks like now. It’s his promise to us:

“Now to Him who is able to [carry out His purpose and] do superabundantly more than all that we dare ask or think [infinitely beyond our greatest prayers, hopes, or dreams], according to His power that is at work within us.” (Ephesians 3:20 AMP)

Perhaps your life isn’t going according to your plans, but seems like it’s heading toward disaster. Everything you prayed, hoped, and dreamed for isn’t coming to pass. What do you do?

Trust in God. He is always working for your good. He can turn the burned ashes of your dying expectations and dreams into a glorious and redemptive life.

How about you? What have you learned about God working out his plan in your life? Please share in Comments below. Thank you.

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