There comes a point in the Christian walk when it is helpful to do a 'state of the union address', or a personal assessment of exactly what it means to be a child of the King. Very few Christians do this, and I know it's true because if they did their behaviors and attitudes would be completely different. A child of the King... what would anyone think of anyone else whose father was the king? Spoiled? Rich? Power-hungry perhaps? Out of touch?
Being a child of the King of Kings, I have certain inalienable rights. To be honest, I've never done such an assessment, so I may miss a few that haven't even occurred to me.
I have the right to be joyful despite any circumstance. Watch the news at 6:00 and tell me that right isn't worth much.
I have the right to healing that the most gifted physicians in the world can only dream of, AND, I have the right to share it.
I have the right to speak to mountains and move them if they're in my way. That's silly, you say. Ignorance is everywhere, just watch out for moving mountains.
I have the right to the cattle on your hill. I am content to let you keep them until it's my turn.
I have the right to speak to a short list of storms. That list is growing.
I have the right to command powers and dignitaries in high places. They greatly fear my lineage.
I have a right to a certain white horse, in a certain stable, attached to a certain house that is prepared for me.
I have a right to speak life or death to others - I always speak life.
So am I spoiled? I wouldn't disagree. Rich? Without a doubt. Power-hungry? Probably not in a way that would satisfy Merriam-Webster. Out of touch? Only with certain things. I'm trying to change the way I think. It's not to create an air of loftiness, but it's to foster what God has intended for me all along. Know who I am. Know who you are. Why give the enemy ground for free?
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