So, Esther texted her cousin, but since he raised her, Mordecai was really the only father Esther had ever known. She said she couldn’t go to the king to plead the plight of their people unless he sent for her, which hadn’t been in a month.
Mordecai texted back and told her about herself which made her think and as she thought, Esther began to know the truth about herself and it set her free.
She was King Xerxes’ favorite. This left Esther always thinking and wondering; what lingerie, perfume, should she wear, have her maids style her hair up or down? The answer to these questions had helped her maintain her favored status of course along with some other things.
But it’s been four years. It’s obvious to her that for Xerxes the thrill is gone and a shiny new toy has taken her place, with her being called in just for old times’ sake.
Esther now realized four years of satin and 600-thread-count Egyptian cotton sheets have wrapped her in complacency. There was comfort for her but no joy for her people.
And she was getting older. Oh, she could try to keep it fresh but she couldn’t keep the clock from ticking.
What did she have to look forward to in this gilded cage but becoming a bedroom has-been, sitting around listening and gossiping with all the other bedroom has-beens about the new recruits.
No, oh hell no; Esther decided she wasn’t going out like that. And besides there was no love lost between her and Xerxes. Like yes, love no. Yet, is it the material things that the man is giving – but after reading Mordecai’s text again, could she truly say she was happy living?
Esther looked in the mirror. The answer was no. Slowly she took off her diamond and sapphire earrings and necklace, her favorite. Esther would keep her crown. She had earned it. After washing off her Esther face, she realized she had to go back for a future not as Esther but Hadassah, which is who she really was as Mordecai said for such a time as this.
Reference – Esther 4
