I am queen

I am a queen. Not with conceit or a puffed up perception of myself. Not with a haughty ignorance.

My queendom is through birthright, bloodline and experience. I am a queen with humbleness of heart and humility under God’s rule alongside His people. I bow before Him.

Each of us has our own province to rule over.

I am a daughter of the The King of kings. I was born once and then again with the blood of the Lamb of God running through my veins. I am an heir to the throne. God’s Omnipotence is in me.

I am a daughter of a queen. She birthed and raised 5 strong, smart, healthy kings and queens, sometimes alone. She raised us to stay in the Kingdom of God and sing for Him with all of our hearts. She is diligent, devoted, comical and the wife of a king.

I am the daughter of a king. I watch my earthly father work and pray in the Kingdom of God. He’s doing what The King created him to do. He is a king that loves his family and is strong in faith and rules his kingdom well.

I have given birth to 2 kings and 2 queens. They were created and are being groomed to rule their dominion with excellence and integrity. They are being cultivated to serve in the Kingdom of God with their whole hearts. Their worth is priceless and their talent, immeasurable.

I was created to be the wife of a king. I was created to be the helpmate, the lover, the encourager, the sweet word sayer, the builder, the nourisher, the nurturer, the prayer connection, the strength replenisher, the Godly beautiful lady standing at the side of her king.

I am queen in the way that I treat the people around me. Every single person I deal with is important. They have their own domain to rule over. Each person we come across has their own issues. Other people in the Kingdom have the same bloodline as I do. If we are all a part of one body, how can I diminish their worth without reducing my own? If we know who we are and Who’s we are then we would be less likely to let others drop our standards or be able to discount how we see ourselves.

In talking to some people I realize that folks have a problem with people having ‘too much confidence’ or call people conceited, simply for acknowledging the wonderfulness they see in themselves. This includes me hearing someone call a 3 year old conceited for admiring himself and how he looked in his suit. If we don’t see the richness in ourselves from not only being born of such an awesome and mighty King but also in recognizing our own potential and self-worth, then no one will see it.

I know who I am. I am queen.

By Ms. Cat - 02/02/2009