Some days I feel like Cinderella, imprisoned in a bad story that has me bogged down with labor and dressed in rags. I married my prince, but he is now deteriorating before my eyes.
Peering out the window and feeling trapped in my castle, I thought to myself, “Can anyone see the silent pain that I carry deep inside? I need someone to hold me tight.”
The room was quiet, lit only from the morning sun spilling through the glass. The silence was broken when I heard a Man’s voice behind me, “I see you and your pain.”
When I turned, Jesus was standing there. The room was filled with the power of His presence, mingled with compassion. Holding out His right hand, the Lord said, “Join your hand in Mine and dance with Me.”
Captivated by His gesture, I moved toward Jesus. All anxiety melted away as we began swaying to the soft melody that He was singing over me. Consumed with unspeakable joy, I began to twirl like a ballerina. Smiling at my child-like faith, the Lord said, “Look down at your garment, for I have adorned you with My glorious robe of Righteousness. Your jewels sparkle as you spin in joyful abandonment. Rest in My love, for I rejoice over you, My dear.”
My heart racing, still swept-up in the moment, I said, “You have shown me the wonders of Your love and my heart delights in You. Will You meet with me again tomorrow, Lord?”
Looking at me with eyes that pierced my soul, the Lord said, “I will hear you in the morning when you call My name. Wait expectantly, for I will come to you.”
Comforted by Genesis 16:13; Isaiah 61:10; Zephaniah 3:17; Psalm 5:3, 34:15
