The Crown
I must confess that I am one of the millions of people who binged on The Crown, wondering what it would be like to live as a Royal. This morning God reminded me that I am a Royal because I belong to the King. As God’s children we are, “…a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God…” (1 Peter 2:9). Unlike the Royals across the ocean, our crowns are not made of gold. David tells us that God, our King, “crowns us with love and compassion” (Psalm 103:4). I want to bless you with Charles Spurgeon’s description of our heavenly crowns. Don’t rush. Let his words seep into your soul and fill you with a new sense of wonder as you imagine yourself on bended knee before the King of kings as He places His priceless, sacred crown upon your head. Stand tall today, my dear royal brothers and sisters. Wear your crown with dignity for you are God’s chosen, royals who have been called to “declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light” (1 Peter 2:9).
Taken from: The Treasury of David-Classic Reflections on the Wisdom of the Psalms by Charles H. Spurgeon
“Our Lord does nothing by halves, he will not stay his hand till he has gone to the uttermost with his people. Cleansing, healing, redemption, are not enough, he must needs make them kings and crown them, and the crown must be far more precious than if it were made of corruptible things, such as silver and gold;
it is studded with gems of grace and lined with the velvet of lovingkindness; it is decked with the jewels of mercy, but made soft for the head to wear by a lining of tenderness. Who is like unto thee, O Lord! God himself crowns the princes of his family, for their best things come from him directly and distinctly; they do not earn the crown, for it is of mercy not of merit; they feel their own unworthiness of it, therefore he deals with tenderness; but he is resolved to bless them, and, therefore his is ever crowning them, always surrounding their brows with coronets of mercy and compassion. He always crowns the edifice which he commences, and where he gives pardon he gives acceptance too. “Since thou was precious in my sight thou has been honourable, and I have loved thee.” Our sin deprived us of all our honours, a bill of attainder was issued against us as traitors; but he who removed the sentence of death by redeeming us from destruction, restores to us more than all our former honours by crowning us anew. Shall God crown us and shall we not crown him? Up, my soul, and cast thy crown at his feet, and in lowliest reverence worship him, who has so greatly exalted thee, as to lift thee from the dunghill and set thee among princes.”