Recently a Facebook/College friend posted how she was on her way to be given her “crown.” Wondering how she was getting hers, I continued to read the rest of her post.
Her contagious humor spilled over into a “royal” dental appointment where her crown would be placed to cover a tooth. She was so glad that someone had finally recognized her royal heritage and was sealing it with a badge of honor.
Reading her words inspired me.
“What is my Crowning Glory?” or “What is anyone’s Crowning Glory?”
Little did we know last June when this tiny little creature found Mark that we would now have a Maine Coon Cat the size of a small dog. There is only one thing more important to Edgar beside his plate full of Friskies Chicken and Turkey dinner in Cheesy Sauce, and that is his tail.
His tail is a thing of “glory” to him. He marches around the house with his large head up, his eyes focused and his big, bushy orange tail standing straight up for all to admire.
For your own safety just know he is quite proud and possessive of his tail. If attacked he will fight to the end to protect it.
He believes his tail is representative of what he thinks, which is he is “King Cat.” Never mind that Maxi, our other feline has been the “Queen” for 13 years now. He thinks he has moved in and taken over.
As I pondered the two “crowns” I questioned myself.
What do I consider to be my crown of glory?
My bleached thick hair?
My small stature which makes me stand out in a crowd?
Or my inability to cook?
Then I thought, what do other people believe deserves a crown in their life?
Or a long to do list they have accomplished?
It’s not to say these aren’t all good things, but are they worthy of royalty?
What we have or what we do isn’t who we are.
Who we are depends on our relationship with Jesus Christ.
In and of ourselves we are nothing but flesh walking around in a fallen world.
The truth is our crowning glory has nothing to do with us, but everything to do with the risen Christ.
He wore a crown of thorns. He was the “King of the Jews.” He died on the cross for everyone.
We do not own a crown of glory nor do we have one to place atop of our heads that means diddlysquat.
Jesus Christ is the only one who wears it because he alone is worthy.
Psalm 24:8 “Who is this King of glory? The LORD strong and mighty, the LORD mighty in battle.”
(This post is dedicated to Mary Vance Thompson Berlin; who has a crown that I don’t have)