I sometimes like to think of myself as a king. Not of a country or other men as a people, but of those people and things that belong to me. And as a king I have a shining platinum crown studded with jewels.
Now most of these are small and precious, embedded all around the crown. They represent the small accomplishments and things in my life for which I am grateful.
But set high and center is a large jewel of remarkable splendor. It represents my darling Jezebel. Although I might buff or polish this jewel from time to time, the radiant glow from within is a natural property. One need merely to avoid putting cracks in the surface through mishap or carelessness and the light will shine for all to enjoy.
This splendid crown piece may not be the only jewel to ever rest up high. With time others may take their place beside her. But it is one I am proud to call mine today and for all time. And I am blessed to have this time to enjoy its light.
