A Cinderella Story

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * “Simon, I have something to say unto you. There was a certain creditor * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Whom had two debtors. One owed five hundred denarii, and the other fifty. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * And when they had nothing with which to pay he freely forgave them both. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Tell Me, therefore, which of them shall love him more?” * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Simon answered and said, “I suppose the one whom he forgave more.” * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * He said to him, “You have rightly judged.” He then turned to the woman and * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Said to Simon, “Do you see this woman? I entered your house, you gave Me * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * No water for My feet, but she has washed my feet with her tears and wiped them * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * With the hair of her head. You gave me no kiss, but this precious woman * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Has not ceased to kiss My feet since I came in. You did not anoint My head * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * With oil, but this priceless woman has anointed my feet with fragrant oil. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Therefore I say unto you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven, for * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * She loved much. But to whom little is forgiven, the same loves little.” * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * And He said to her, “Your sins are forgiven...Your faith has saved you. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Go in peace.” ~ “A Cinderella Story” ~