Tuesday, January 02, 2018

A Psalm for Cinderella

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Arthur Rackham's illustration for C.S. Evan's “Cinderella.”
Cinderella is an enduring story. Today's familiar version descends from folk tales published in the 1600s in Italy (Cenerentola) and France (Cendrillon). However, variants over one thousand years old exist in Greek, Egyptian, and Chinese literature. Why does this fairy tale of a persecuted girl being discovered and rescued by a prince appeal across centuries and cultures?

Books and dissertations have been written on this topic. As for me, I hear in it echoes of the longings found in every human heart: for the end of injustice, for transformation from lowliness and drudgery, for being chosen and cherished.

The Cinderella story isn't literally true, but it is figuratively true. We, like Cinderella, live in an unjust world and need to be rescued and transformed by unending love. I love the story as a secular parable or a message in the bottle accessible to all ages, all classes, all cultures.

But our true story also has important differences from this fairy tale. If God wrote this story, perhaps the prince and the fairy godmother would be the same individual--the One who seeks us and loves us forever is also the One who transforms us. And God's version of the tale would not imply that Cinderella somehow deserved rescue for her innate "goodness" and uncomplaining hard work, as if this fallen world is run according to cosmic karma or rules for fair play. No, Cinderella's rescue would be shockingly undeserved--grace swooping down upon an ungraceful, ungrateful creature. Perhaps the wicked stepmother would be the one transformed and loved. Isn't that often how God works?

If I were sent to encourage Cinderella before her classic fairy tale scenes--perhaps as her non-fairy godmother--I would suggest she meditate on Psalm 146 as she sweeps and scrubs. 

A Psalm for Cinderella (while still in her rags and cinders): 

Psalm 146

1Praise the Lord, my soul.
I will praise the Lord all my life;
    I will sing praise to my God as long as I live.

Dear Cinderella, 
First of all, congratulations on your upcoming royal nuptials. Sorry if that gave away the story's ending, but we need to discuss deeper issues of the heart than princely rescues and romance. My question for you is this: are you able to praise God right now, in your current state of drudgery and mistreatment? Because the "all my life" in verse 2 means in all circumstances, the good and the bad, the grease-spattered rags and the diamond-spattered ballgowns. You may be wondering why I bring this up before you reach your fairy tale ending...

Do not put your trust in princes,
    in human beings, who cannot save.
When their spirit departs, they return to the ground;
    on that very day their plans come to nothing.

As lovely and romantic as life in the castle sounds to you now, your human prince isn't your happily ever after. Yes, his coming will mean palace life with its beautiful clothing, sumptuous dining, and lack of housework. But princesses have their own sets of challenges and trials, and princes their own sets of very human flaws; perhaps yours has a short temper, haughtiness, or irksome habits. Not only that, but we humans are incapable of perfect love, so every human relationships has its share of misunderstandings, hurt feelings, and isolation. Even castles have cinders. Do not put your hope in the prince and palace. Look higher. Long for more

Blessed are those whose help is the God of Jacob,
    whose hope is in the Lord their God.
He is the Maker of heaven and earth,
    the sea, and everything in them—
    he remains faithful forever.
He upholds the cause of the oppressed
    and gives food to the hungry.
The Lord sets prisoners free,
    the Lord gives sight to the blind,
the Lord lifts up those who are bowed down,
    the Lord loves the righteous.
The Lord watches over the foreigner
    and sustains the fatherless and the widow,
    but he frustrates the ways of the wicked.

Precious child, our ever-faithful, ever-present God knew you and loved you before the earth was formed. Reflect on that and be amazed. But it gets even better: He sees your humble state. He is watching over and sustaining you. Even now, His rescue plan is in place, a plan that goes far beyond the train of your wedding gown and the last peal of your wedding bells. Can you imagine a joy greater than that of a bride marrying her beloved? Perhaps not, but that's what our eternal, powerful Father has in store for you: unimaginable joy and perfect love. Put your hope in Him. And when you truly understand what He has done to secure your happily-ever-after in His arms, you will find you cannot help but sing this as long as you live:  

10 The Lord reigns forever,
    your God, O Zion, for all generations.
 Praise the Lord.




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