Ever felt as though you were in a movie or that you were the main character in a story? Perhaps you have read similar books that remind you of your own life and secretly you fear you were headed in a sad direction. I wonder if Cinderella ever felt that way? I mean here she was at a ball wearing a beautiful dress and she was dancing with the prince. If she was anything like me she was worried she wouldn’t measure up. Instead of enjoying the moment she was focusing on what she saw as her weaknesses She was constantly looking at the clock and knew she had to leave before midnight. Maybe that is why she lost her shoe trying to hurry out of the place before her carriage turned back into a pumpkin. I find myself in a seemingly happy place. I’ve spoken in many cities in front of large crowds. People have responded well to my story. They seemed encouraged, inspired, and I felt good about sharing a part of my life with them. But now I worry what if it doesn’t work? I see all the hard work my husband has put into promoting me and my speaking ability. He believes in me; we share a dream of inspiring others by speaking about real life and real feelings; but, what if I’m not good enough? What if it’s all for nothing? There are no magic words that can be spoken; I can’t just flip a few pages ahead and see there is a happy ending after all. ? How does the inspirational encouraging speaker encourage herself? I imagine that Cinderella was surprised when the king’s spokesman came asking her to try on the slipper. Many dreamed of marrying the prince but only one could wear the shoe.
I guess all one can do is to do the best you can. Dreaming is a good thing. It is better to have tried to follow a dream than to live your life afraid of what will happen if you do. Everyone feels as though they don’t measure up sometimes. I just want to encourage others to never quit. I can’t see but God gave me real vision. I love speaking, I love making a difference in the lives of others. Cinderella went to the ball even though she’d never been to one before. She went, and the ending was a happy one. What if she had just stayed home cleaning the fireplace she would have missed out on so much. So, I’ll go in my lovely new dress and meet strangers and I’ll smile and be my happy self and if they don’t like me that’s their choice. I still have value and worth because I am loved, and God promises that all things will work out for my good (eventually) OK, I inserted that part. I’ll go and love others and treat them as I want to be treated and see what happens. I guess it’s normal to fear the unknown. We walk by faith and not by sight, not by what we feel, not by what we fear. Faith is the substance of things hoped for the evidence of things not seen (Hebrews 11:1 KJV)., You never know I might be glad I went and someday tell others about how worried I was.