Unless you live under a rock, or beside a really big rock that prevents any invisible internet connection to the wider world, then you probably know about the upcoming royal wedding. Because my belief in my own princess status still persists, I am especially excited! Who can resist the pomp and circumstance of it all? Not me. And in my opinion, the only question that really matters is: what tiara will she wear??!!! Will it be dainty and elegant or super massive so she can’t get out of the carriage? Apparently it may be an opened top carriage too, so even if it’s a humongous helmet of a tiara it could double as an umbrella.

Speaking of massive gems, when I was a teenager, my mom and I had the chance to visit the Tower of London, and we saw the Crown Jewels. And what did my mom say to the attendant? She joked that she couldn’t see any security around! Face. Palm. Suffice to say they didn’t find it funny, and they watched the Canadian tourists, leaving just before closing, very, very closely. Probably with all those high tech hidden cameras.

Now, I swear you all to silence regarding this next personal revelation. About a year after my wedding, after a long day of work in a political office, I wanted to watch the Disney movie Tangled. Strike one. Then I pulled out my pretty little tiara from my wedding box. Strike two. And I wore it for the whole movie. Strike three.

My husband, bless his heart, simply laughed at me and my pajamas and said that’s why he loved me.

So - crowns are, like, a big deal.

I mean, they symbolize power and wealth and authority and they’re just so darn gorgeous. It’s almost like a there’s some innate sense of destiny associated with it. Almost like we secretly wish for a Benevolent and Just Savior-King. And we have him, the King of kings and Lord of lords, who has many crowns on his head. (Revelation 19: 12,16).

And the thing is, we are made in the image of God, and that means there may also be crowns in store for us, even as we live our hectic lives and long for Jesus to return.

I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing. (2 Timothy 4:7,8).

And speaking of crowns… one night our church life group had a potluck meal together with our families. Little children outnumbered the adults. My friend heard that her young son was mostly naked and spraying the other children with the hose on the trampoline. She kept her cool. Her face held that timeless expression of ‘oh no, not again’.

We joked with her that this was just another jewel in her heavenly crown, saying:

Just think of how heavy your crown will be! You won’t even be able to to hold your head up, it’ll be so heavy. You’ll be so weighed down by it you won’t even be able to get around! You’re going to run out of room with all the crowns you’re earning, so you’ll have to have bracelets and necklaces too! Glory be and hallelujah! There is a point to all this!

We were serious, but it was very funny. And yes, it’s always funny until it’s your own kid soaking the babies outside. When, not if, that happens to me, I pray I remain so calm!

With this in mind on mother’s day, as I hope for my own crown, I look forward to casting it down before the Lord (Revelation 4:10). And in anticipation of being awarded with flowers and gifts, I’ll pull my little thank you speech out of my pocket and hope to finish before the music boots me offstage!

First, I should thank my wonderful husband, whose crown will certainly last forever (1 Corinthians 9:24-25). Partly because of his being a devoted husband and father to our kids, but mostly because he took me to Disneyland when I was five months pregnant with our first baby. We hope to go again when the kids are old enough to be left with the grandparents.

I thank my own mother, for her continuing sacrifice and constant love for her children and grandchildren. My mother in law, whose supply of mints for the grandbabies is as endless as her wisdom. To great grandmothers and great nanas and aunties who are mothers to many, keeping the faith and being wonderful role models.

I would also like to thank all the beautiful people who sing beautiful worship music, helping usher us into the presence of the Most Holy God. Because we listen to lots of Jesus music during the day! If anyone doubts the importance of the music you listen to, I would like to tell you about a morning when a little toddler, getting his molars all at the same time, went downstairs with his sleepy mama and asked to listen to ‘Jesus Christ my king’. That’s the moment that you realize your child really isn’t your child at all, and that the beautiful name isn’t mom or dad but the beautiful, wonderful, powerful name of Jesus.

So please, encourage one another, rejoice in each other, lift each other up, and remind each other of the words of the King:

I am coming soon. Hold fast what you have, so that no one may seize your crown. (Revelation 3:11)

And if you ever visit the Tower of London, especially during the Royal wedding, please don’t ask about security for the Crown Jewels.