Today I have a guest blogger, a young lady of seventeen with a faith that inspires. Katie Elise. I hope you are as moved by her words as I was!
Just finished watching the 1997 Disney production of Cinderella, and it started me on this train of thought. Every little girl dreams to be in Cinderella’s shoes… er, slippers; swept off her feet by a handsome prince, experiencing love at first sight, and rescued from her helpless state. Well, what we don’t realize is that we are all Cinderella. We too are all in bondage, living in the grime and dust of the life we were born into. This is what it’s like to be trapped in sin. We also long to be loved and taken away from the pit of our despair.
The Prince personally invited you to the ball, and you are longing to go. Except the fairy godmother didn’t come and you have no beautiful dress or glass slippers with which to impress the Prince. So you have a choice: accept the Prince’s invitation and go to the ball, or remain in your prison for shame of what a lowly person you are. Hopefully you decide to go to the ball.
When you get there, you feel so unworthy of all the splendor that is displayed. You fear that every eye finds you contemptible because of your dirty appearance. They must know of your deepest, darkest sins. But then you catch a glimpse of the Prince.
He looks as though He was expecting someone, and His eyes alight when they fall on you. Could He really desire to dance with you? As He walks nearer and holds your gaze, all other things in the room seem to melt away. Then He does the unthinkable: He asks you to dance.
At first you aren’t sure if we heard Him right. But His eyes tell us that He does indeed desire you. So you say “yes.” As soon as the Prince takes your hand, something amazing happens; your rags are transformed into a beautiful ball gown! And the more you dance with Him, the more beautiful you become.
Remember how in the story the dress transformed to its former rags and the carriage turned back into a pumpkin at the stroke of midnight? Well, that doesn’t happen with you. Your night with the Prince never ends! You don’t ever have to leave. And you find that you don’t want to. The dance is beautiful, His steps are sure, and His lead is strong. Sure, you may stumble a few times, and sometimes you may even try to lead the dance in place of the Prince, but He is always forgiving, despite your flaws, and never lets you go.
As you talk with the Prince, you discover that for Him, it wasn’t a shallow “love at first sight”. It was so much better than that. This wasn’t the first time He’d seen you. In fact He knew you before you were even alive, and He loved you then. And He loves you now.
This is my Savior. He asked me to dance with Him through the journey of my life. I said yes. Will you?
Katie Elise is a junior, interested in music, who loves working with kids and serving wherever the Lord opens doors.
2013/April at 3:10 pm
You know Katie, I am so glad someone put that thought in writing that I had years ago. We are all a Cinderella. So grateful to God for being the Prince I so desperately needed. Great job putting into a story form. I bet you could expand on it and turn it into a short novel.
2013/April at 5:08 pm
Thank you! This is an expanded version of an idea that came to me a while ago and I thought it was worth sharing.
2013/April at 9:44 am
Lovely post, Katie Elise. You’ve done a delightful job conveying a very powerful message.
2013/April at 5:06 pm
Thanks so much! I’m just glad the Lord put this analogy in my heart.
2013/April at 6:44 am
What a sweet analogy! Of course, I’m not much of a dancer so Jesus always leads. 🙂
2013/April at 9:30 am
🙂 Well put!