When I Became King

 

When I Became A King

     Awaiting knee surgery since April, my self-sufficiency has waned.  What was normal action became increasingly strained as movement induced pain.  What I fell into was the glove of God.

     Kings are served.  Their wants are forecasted.  Their needs are met in abundance.  In my weakness, no one challenged my throne.  In contrast, others reaffirmed my rightful place by encouraging me.  I continued to fulfill my duty.  I have not suffered loss.

     The queen procures.  Princesses wait upon.  They dance in the courtyard in entertainment.  Fellow kings stop by for conversation.  I am surrounded by nobility as all have expressed care.

     Real alliances have been realized.  Grouping into council, mutual support has been expressed being four heads represented.

     This Kingdom is real.  I have seen Him rule.  As we mutually submit ourselves one to another, His Spirit binds us in peace.  There is one God, one hope, one baptism.  We walk as children adopted.

     Youth.  Yet He calls us as kings, queens, and the rest of the court.  We take up our duty to administer authority.

     In this vulnerable time, my position has not been challenged.  Being the chief influencer for those immediately around, I still don my robe and make decisions.  Reverence is maintained.  Respect given means blessings about.

     Thank you for allowing me to walk out my calling.  Without subjects, no king is upheld.  A faithful knee I have seen bow.  This honoring keeps temptation from me.  I have not had to fight to be heard.  In quietness my household is governed.  Thank you for this opportunity.  Jesus is manifested in our willingness to serve each other.

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