Daughter of the King

Unbroken Identity” by Meghan Williams of Dyed4you Art

One day, a great King decided to survey all the lands He ruled. People came from near and far and surrounded His company of warriors and all those of His house with joyful crowds of celebration. The King received each welcome graciously, but He never tarried long, because His heart was set on reaching the dark lands—wild, lawless places at the edge of His borders. 

Now and again, His enemies would sneak in and erect large labor camps, where they enslaved the vulnerable and weak. The taskmasters were tyrants, without mercy or care, and they starved and beat the people they held captive. Continue reading “Daughter of the King”

You’re the Daughter of the King!

Art by Jessica Smith Art

I had this dream a few years ago before the phrase “Daughter Of The King” meant anything to me. I felt the phrase was a cliche and it annoyed me (needless to say I had identity issues)… until I had this dream in the middle of a 15 day water-only fast. I was under the most intense spiritual attack of my life by a spirit of fear/torment. I had forgotten who I truly was in Christ. Continue reading “You’re the Daughter of the King!”

What if I Told You

What if I told You
What if I told you that you were born to be royal? What if I told you that your Father is King?
Would you believe me? Would you dare to care or would you dare to fling
Your inheritance far from where you stand, hoping for solid ground but finding only sand?
What if I told you that you were born with a purpose greater than you know?
Would you believe me? Would you dare to care or would you just go
Your own way doing your own thing? All the while forgetting your Father is King?
What if I told you that your life has a destiny to be fulfilled?
Would you believe me? Would you dare to care or would you
Fill your life with worthless things? All the while forgetting your Father is King?
What if I told you that you were unconditionally loved?
Would you believe me? Would you dare to care or would you just go
Shove your Father’s love aside? All the while forgetting that He died?
What if I told you that He rose from the grave just for you?
Would you believe me? Would you dare to care or would you just go
Ignore the cross? All the while feeling unloved and lost.
What if I told you were born to be royal, that your Father is King
Would you believe me?