Sunday, December 30, 2012

If I Were the Queen of the Forest

If I were the queen of the forest. If I were the queen of the forest, I'm certain it would burn directly to the ground. After every intention of helping it prosper and doing everything in my will to sustain it, the inevitable would take its course. Whether it be by invasion, lightening strike, my very own campfire, eventually my kingdom (queendom?) would falter into smoldering ash.

Why am I saying all of this nonsense? Because through life, if faith prevails above all else, then the hollowing out of ourselves and the filling of the Spirit will take place. Therefore, neither I nor my brother (or sister) can claim king or queenship, even to ourselves. I am not the master of me, you are not the master of you, and we never will be no matter how much we try, how successful we are, nor how trendy it seems.

Your Kingdom come Thy will be done...

Simply, we are creation, created by a King, which in turn makes us all heirs to something. That something came to us through the Prince of Peace, who is also King of all, who has known us since he placed us in the womb. He made us heirs of salvation, and inheriting this wasn't cheap. It didn't come without spilled blood, it didn't come without mockery, and doubt, and it certainly didn't come without proof. He came down to seek us and tell us with his own mouth that this earth will fade away and we will be brought to everlasting communion with God our King.

On Earth as it is in Heaven.

But to claim for ourselves kingship over this earth, or ourselves, is selfish and naive. Our love is to be stretched farther, our faith should persevere and drill through the mountain of uncertain, untrustworthy, selfish power in this world. Our humility is supposed to go to ourselves unnoticed as we walk daily in the Lord. This hollowing of ourselves creates the need for fulfillment in the Holy Spirit.

These are simple flowing thoughts. If I was queen of the forest, nothing would survive. Since God is King I need not worry about where the Robin will place her nest, I am blessed enough by the King to enjoy the Robin when she sings and know that she is thriving.


All to God

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