Cinderella

  Last night I was able to see Rodgers and Hammerstein's Cinderella on Broadway. It wasn't anything like I expected. Instead of portraying a young woman who needed a prince to come recognize her, the musical told the story of two people - both Cinderella and Prince Topher, searching to find who they are and stand up for themselves in a world that wishes to put them down.

   That, my friends, will preach. How often do we let what other people do and say to us define who we are? I know that over the past weeks I have had some absolutely awful things said to me that have broke my heart. And like Prince Topher and Cinderella, I much more readily accept people's negative comments then positive ones. We do live in a world that is trying to crush our spirits, so how do we partner with people who support us, especially when we have to do difficult things? And how do we forgive those who have hurt us? Timeless questions, set to music on the stage.