Psalm 103, part 2: Crown

...and crowns you with love and compassion... (Psalm 103:4)
Molly was a queen for Halloween. Really, I can't think of anything that suits her better. Of all my children, I'd vote Molly Most Likely to Someday Rule a Country.

As Molly's crown was somewhat smashed in the costume package, it took some twisting and tugging to whip it into queenly shape. Even then, it still sagged a little on the right side. But really, what can one expect when one buys one's costume on sale at Wal-Mart, three days before Halloween? I suppose crooked sequins are better than none at all.

Queen Molly's crown reminded me of Psalm 103:4. My friend Beth taught this verse last Sunday at church. Beth divided us into small groups to answer a few questions, one of which was: "What do you think of when you imagine the Lord crowning you with love and compassion? Be specific."

To be honest, my group spent so long discussing the first question that we skipped this one entirely. Sorry, Beth. I'll answer it now.

When I imagine the Lord crowning me...I get stuck. Truthfully, I can't picture it. I imagine my head dropped, eyes staring at the ground, feet shuffling, knowing I'm not worthy of anything He has to give.

I envision that God might give me a consoling pat on the head, as if to say, "It's okay. I know you're trying."

On a good day, when I'm feeling extra-confident, I may perhaps imagine a crown like Molly's. Cheap. Felt and sequins. Bent out of shape but good enough. After all, crooked sequins are better than none at all.

But my imagination is not God's truth. When my picture doesn't match His character--His word--then I must change my mind. God crowns me with love and compassion. He doesn't just tolerate me. He gave His life for me. He blesses me. He treasures me. The King of Kings considers me royalty, and He crowns me with unfailing love and tender compassion.

When I imagine the Lord crowning me like that...I cry. I look down, not in shame, but in gratitude. Then I look up into the eyes of the One who says I'm worth far more than crooked sequins, and I say, "Thank You. I love You. I'm so glad to wear Your crown."

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