My Cinderella story

The word cinder means ashes and Ella means light or a beautiful woman. I imagine Cinderella as one who rises from darkness to light.

Just like any fairy tale mine starts with once upon a time. Once upon a time, I moved to a new building. I was 5 then and I went out to play. The kids there didn't want to play with me, so I played by myself on my little cycle. Suddenly one boy came and pushed me and called me Kali (dark). I cried not because I was physically wounded but because I was rejected for being dark. Until then I never realised that I was different from others. This shook my confidence for most of my school life. Then as I grew older I was called fat because I was a big girl. Finally, when I started working I also started to work out so that I can be slim and people can approve me. It's quite tiring to live a life based on people's approval considering most people are superficial. They just do not see beyond what they see.

Tired, I finally turned to God. I just wanted to know what He thinks of me. You know just like Steve Jobs the designer of Apple products is the best person to explain the features and purpose of his products. The same way I wanted to know my purpose from my Creator and His thoughts about me. I read the Bible for the first time in 2009 to get insights. It's here I discovered that God made us in His image and likeness. He has fearfully and wonderfully made us that includes every detail yes even what people call as flaws God says it's wonderful. Now, this was liberating from the lies that had kept me in bondage for long. Like the Bible says you shall know the truth and the truth shall set you free. I finally experienced this freedom. I now know that I am beautiful not because of my colour or size or clothes. My beauty is skin deep, deeper than I can imagine. True beauty is in the heart which is created to be loving kind and compassionate just like the Creator. I am beautiful regardless of my outer self which keeps wasting away and so only what's within matters.

I share my story with you hoping that you'll know your worth. You're more than what meets the eye. The so-called flaws make you beautiful and unique and that's the truth. Wear what people call as shame as a crown of glory and honour and rise like Cinderella each day from ashes (lies) to beauty (truth).

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