Sunday, September 14, 2008

Princess Indeed

At one point or another in every little girl’s life, she has dreamt of being a princess. It seems to be inherent in the makeup of a girl, who envisions herself as a beauty to be pursued and fought for. She dreams of the handsome prince riding up on a white stallion, sword drawn, shield over arm, ready to wage war on anyone who stands in the way of his love. As youths, we would drape pillowcases down the back of our head and prance around in mother’s high-heeled shoes, as only a princess could. We would play dress-up with feathery boas and paint makeup all over our faces. We would dream of growing up and living out that fairy tale story of a Prince Charming whisking us away to a far-off and romantic land to live happily ever after.

We would watch Disney creations such as “Snow White and the Seven Dwarves” and imagine how romantic it would be to live as a princess. Even as we grew up, we would see movies such as “Pretty Woman” and think to ourselves that the fairy tale really can happen. Somewhere in the midst of all of the drama though, we either forgot or were never told to begin with that we are indeed already princesses. We already have a claim to royalty and are already part of the royal bloodline. Every single one of us.

You see, in the beginning God made heaven and earth and everything that we see around us. And then He made man and woman, in His image. In His own image we were made, in the image of the Most High King. So we are all His from the beginning by way of creation alone. But God doesn’t stop there. It wasn’t enough for Him to simply be our Creator. He desired a relationship with us as sons and daughters. In Ephesians 1:4-6, it says, “For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love, he predestined us to be adopted as his sons through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will – to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves.” God specifically chose us to be His children. “Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God – children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God (John 1:12-13).” This was the Creator’s deliberate choice to have us in constant relationship with Him, not as a taskmaster or drill sergeant, but as a Father who loves and adores His children would guide and direct them.

Let me say it this way: It’s like the difference between paternity and fatherhood. Paternity describes a relationship in which a man is responsible for the physical existence of a child; fatherhood describes an intimate, loving relationship, chalked full of guidance, discipline, rebuking and loving. In the sense of paternity, we are all children of God because we are His creation. Psalm 139 says His hands formed us in our mothers’ womb. But in the sense of fatherhood, we are children of God only when he makes his gracious approach to us, as stated in Ephesians 1:4-6, we respond to Him and then enter into a relationship with Him.

1 John 3:1 says, “How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God!” The love that comes from our Father in Heaven is so outlandish, so exotic, so out-of-this-world. There is nothing to which we can compare that sort of love here on earth, and our minds are not capable of understanding such selfless love. But it is by this magnificent love that the we are given the titles of “children of God.” By the authority of God’s Word and the power of the Holy Spirit, you and I have officially been given the title of “Child of the Most High King,” and for us women, that translates over into “Princess.”

Grace and peace, y'all. Praying that you are living out the reality of your title.

1 comment:

  1. Wow, fantastic writing! You are so right about girls wanting to be prinesses. Like that desire was built into us intentionally. May I remember the title I hold as a daughter of The King.



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