After having an evening more magnificent than her dreams could have imagined, the clock strikes midnight and the dress, the carriage, the horses, the driver, the magic…every bit of it disappears.
Yet in the midst of her grief Cinderella chose not to be bitter, angry, selfish, depressed, anxious or worried. She did not seek revenge or demand entitlement.
She chose joy instead. 
It is when all she hoped for was stripped away that Cinderella discovers her true identity is not at all dependent upon a glass slipper, a prince, what her step-mother thinks of her, a namesake, or whether or not she has a dowry.
Much like the earlier parts of Cinderella’s life, my own hasn’t always gone the way that I thought it would. Yet, day by day I am realizing my own identity is not dependent on what clothes I wear, what others think of me, or what name I can make for myself.
“One Glass Slipper”
is the freedom to be simple, flawed, and imperfect…yet loved, redeemed, and covered in His perfection.
He brought me up out of the pit of destruction, out of the miry clay, And He set my feet upon a rock making my footsteps firm. He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Psalm 40:1-3
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