She sat on her throne giving a regal wave to all who passed by. Her gown was a beautiful combination of pastels—pinks, baby blue, and even some sea foam green with a hint of gold. Her hair was the color of flax and created a majestic contrast to her golden crown inlaid with what were surely precious family jewels.
As we drove past we received one of her stately waves and we noticed a sign behind her throne that caused us to turn around at the next corner and drive back to Her Highness. You see, it was this young queen’s Birthday. As we stopped in front of her throne we rolled down the window and called out, “Happy Birthday, Princess!” She stood and turned slightly, as if addressing her many subjects, reached up to gently straighten her crown and assured us in the sweetest voice, “I am a Queen.”
Yes, yes you are sweet girl! And, though your throne is really a chair in the back of your daddy’s pickup truck, today you are a Queen!
I’m sorry you couldn’t celebrate your Birthday with friends, presents, games, and cake or cupcakes, but you displayed such grace. Thank you for sharing your Birthday joy with your community.
Happy Birthday, Queen. God bless you always, sweet one.
If you don’t have a Bible but would like one please email me by clicking on the contact me button at the top of the page or if you’re viewing from a mobile device click on the menu button in the upper right.