When I was a young child, my mother often read a fairy tale called, “The Princess and the Pea”. It was about a King who wanted to make sure that his son, the Prince, married a true Princess. Apparently, a “true” Princess was extremely delicate and sensitive. To test for these qualities, the King forced the visiting Princesses to sleep on one hundred feather mattresses that had been placed overtop a small dried pea. One of the “lucky” gals spent a sleepless night, tossing and turning and finally got up bruised due to having slept on a hard “lump”. Et voila! The Prince found his true Princess – and of course they were married happily ever after! (bah – humbug!)
I never imagined that I would have much in common with that poor, delicate flower of a princess, however, years of suffering with fibromyalgia(FM) has definitely allowed me to bond with the poor gal. My “tender points” (as they are called) can be so “tender” that if there is a wrinkle in the sheets or a seam in my pj’s, my poor princess body is in pain. It has even been so bad that I have had to wear my underwear inside out (heaven help me if I am unconscious and someone calls an ambulance!) or not wear any at all under something soft, loose and flappy (wait-that’s a description of my body!)
Aside from being able to identify with the “Painful Pea” aspect of the story, I have discovered, much to my surprise, that I can also identify with the Princess’s “royal personhood”. You see, I am a Princess too! (But not the spoiled rotten kind). Unless my family tree contains a relative born “on the wrong side of the blanket” that I don’t know about, I was not born into an earthly Royal family. And I don’t think that my earthly father ever regarded me as “Daddy’s little Princess”. But I have learned that my Heavenly Father, Abba, does indeed regard me as His Princess.
Rom 8:14,15 For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons (and daughters) of God. For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father.
You see, once I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Saviour, I exchanged my earthly bloodline for a royal bloodline. When I became “born again”, I was born into the spiritual bloodline of Jesus Christ.
Gal 3:26, 27 For you are all sons (and daughters) of God through faith in Christ Jesus. For as many as were baptized into Christ, you put on Christ.
Heb 3:14 For we are made partakers of Christ, if we hold the beginning of our confidence steadfast to the end, …
Through our faith in Jesus Christ, we have been given the right to share in His rights and inheritance as The Son of God.
Rom 8:16, 17 The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God: And if children, then heirs; heirs of God, and joint-heirs with Christ; if so be that we suffer with him, that we may be also glorified together.
Through the blood of Christ, we have been made members of “The” Royal Family.
1Pe 2:9 But you are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for possession, so that you might speak of the praises of Him who has called you out of darkness into His marvelous light;
Rev 1:5,6 … To Him (Jesus) who loved us and washed us from our sins in His own blood, and made us kings (and princesses!) and priests to God and His Father, to Him be glory and dominion forever and ever. Amen.
Blessings, H.R.H (Her Royal Highness) Princess Shari (I’m off to polish my crown)