The song mentions Jesus being crowned with many crowns. I picture some sort of layered Photoshop technique with one crown on top of another and another ascending upward and never ending.
Why Jesus would be crowned with many crowns? Who does that?
A crown on my tooth is a protector, but it’s also a source of beauty for a decaying molar. Even within our mouths, we seek a type of beauty and adornment, how bizarre. To be fair, it also provides the ability for us to bite or chew, which is desired in a tooth.
But that’s not my only crown.
Whenever I take charge of my life and decide I hold all the answers, I crown myself queen of my world.
Funny how fast my self proposed crown decays, as my tooth reminded me so abruptly. It sounds exciting on the surface, being the queen of my destiny of my world of my choices. But it falls flat when put into practice. I’m a seriously wimpy, woosy what were you thinking about putting that chicka in charge kind of queen.
Toss the crown
I can hold onto my self ordained crown and ultimately experience the torture of going down with my own proverbial ship because of my lack of skills or I can choose to toss my crown onto Christ’s solid head and submit to his leadership.
When I give up my authority, something amazing happens. My ship levels out on the stormy seas of life. My confidence soars because the King of this journey has some serious creds and He is capable of carrying my crown. He’s capable of carry everyone’s crown.
No matter what life-skills we possess, our strengths shrink when compared to the audacious ability of our Savior. If you combined Superman, Santa Claus, Bill Gates and Michelangelo you wouldn’t come close to the skill-set available to His fingertips.
That’s why the book of Revelation describes Him in this fashion:
“I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True. With justice he judges and wages war. His eyes are like blazing fire, and on his head are many crowns. He has a name written on him that no one knows but he himself. He is dressed in a robe dipped in blood, and his name is the Word of God. The armies of heaven were following him, riding on white horses and dressed in fine linen, white and clean. Coming out of his mouth is a sharp sword with which to strike down the nations. ‘He will rule them with an iron scepter.’ He treads the winepress of the fury of the wrath of God Almighty. On his robe and on his thigh he has this name written:
KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS. “
I’m stunned by the strength of Christ in this passage. The things we can acquire, the power we possess, the successes we experience become our crowns. But, if we trust God enough, we offer the things we treasure to Him, recognizing His incomparable power, strength and mercy.
As a result of my poor judgment, I lost that tooth. It decayed and crumbled, as do other crowns we display in our lives. The queen blew it.
Are we willing to toss our crown over to the King of Kings? And as we surrender the treasures of our lives to Him, we might discover an even greater treasure.
1 Corinthians 9:25
“Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last, but we do it to get a crown that will last forever.”
Toss my crown onto His head and trust His judgement.