Because our souls need reminding...Here's a re-post from 2011:
My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite
my verses for the king.
Psalm 45:1a
They
charge through the back door wearing their toothy smiles and holding out their
arms, ready for great big hugs from this Grams.
For a moment, while I
inhale their youth, I catch
a glimpse of their father - a slight resemblance
- in the shape of her face and in his silly, boyish smile. How
marvelous!
Wriggling out of my arms they dive
into the toy box and Sister quickly emerges with a noble theme. She
proudly dons a princess crown, happily announcing her
royal presence throughout the kingdom. Suddenly, Brother
yanks the sparkling royalty from her head. Arms flail, tears flow,
and the little prince and
princess misplace their own identities.
There are times we misplace our
identities, too. Maybe someone yanks our rightful place out from under us
or someone steels our innocence and then walks away. Sometimes
though, we're our own worst enemy - adopting those labels others slap on our
backs - until we forget who
we are and whose we are.
We need reminding that we are sons
and daughters of the King in need of a great rescue.
The King
rescues his
children
Ephesians 1:5
Throwing colored paper,
stickers, and magic markers on the table, Mother and I rescue the
moment by transforming the dining room into the Royal Crown
Factory. Their eyes fix on my hands as I trace and cut out two pointy,
cut-out paper crowns. Busy hands and active imaginations quickly transform
these plain shapes into sparkling creations. Smiles reappear across
their little royal faces as they
once again crown themselves prince and princess.
Restoring our identity as sons and
daughters of [God] the King takes more effort than simply donning a
cut-out paper crown. But, when we allow God healing access to our hearts,
he restores completely.
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