THE KINGS OF MY HEART

Author: Unknown

I had been so busy with the hustle and bustle of life that I hadn’t had time to take a good look at my house. But on this fateful day, as God would have it, my boss gave me the day off from work and I promised myself that I would make the most out of it.
I turned on the chandelier lights and also opened my thick velvet curtains to let the daylight through. Lo and behold, what I saw was enough to send me to the Land of the Dead.
I saw four snakes slither away to hide in different containers in the room and behind different objects. The dust and cobwebs could be used to adequately mummify an Egyptian. I stood in absolute shock, “How in the world did these snakes get in here? How is it that I have walked across this room for the past 5 months and didn’t get bitten?” I stood in awe at the mercies of God but this was only the beginning.

I began to sweep through and the sand I gathered was enough to set up a small waterleaf bed. I kept wondering, “What is this? How did my house become so messy? Who brought in all this sand?” All I had done for the past 5 months was wake up, bathe, dress up, and rush to work. I ate all my meals outside but surprisingly, I had a pile of dirty dishes in my kitchen.
I didn’t even have one clean plate to put food on. I thought of calling the police to investigate but won’t it be a shame to have them enter into such a filthy home?
A Bachelorette like me, living in a pig sty? God forbid!
As I swept through the first time, I saw some cockroaches and centipedes, the battle was tough but I killed them all. The snakes had gone into perfect hiding like they never were but I didn’t fear much. Before I got my new classy office job, I helped people kill snakes in their homes for no pay at all. I was a mighty snake hunter.

After sweeping through the first time, it was time to go after the snakes. I heard them hissing and calling out to one another. They all seemed to be speaking at the same time and it seemed I was now under a psychological attack as my mind began to weigh heavy on me. I fell to the ground, shut my eyes tight, and curled up like a millipede. As I felt myself losing consciousness, I heard a voice whisper in my ears, “Open your eyes”. My eyelids flew wide open and I seemed to receive some strength to stand. Then I saw what my mind could barely fathom.
There were 4 huge statues at the four corners of my room. They all wore a sash and were all feminine except one which was half of a man and half of a woman fused together. I said to myself, “What in the world are these? Who brought these ancient-looking statues into my house?” At the platform where the statues rested was written ‘KING OF MY HEART’.

Me? One heart? Four Kings? Impossible! How was that even possible? Then I began to observe these statues.
One held books, a certificate, and a job employment letter. On her sash was written ‘King of Academics and Career’. Another held a “DO NOT COME NEAR” placard and on her sash was written ‘King of Personal Space‘. The third held a clock and on her sash was written ‘King of My Time’. The last which was the androgynous statue was of a woman in a wedding gown and a man in a suit. The female side held up her hand to showcase a shiny ring. Written on their sash was ‘King of Marriage’.
I began to disbelieve what I was seeing and shouted, “No, this cannot be! Jesus is the King of my heart.” As I did this, the snakes called out to one another. They were around the heads of the statues like crowns and reflected different colors.

They seemed to be laughing hysterically and the more they did this, the more it seemed the statues were breathing. Suddenly, they all opened their eyes and looked at me at once.
I thought I was going to die. Indeed, I was going to die. The Kings of my heart were about to kill me. “King Jesus… Where are you?”

“I am here. Let me out.” said a still small voice.

I heard a strange noise coming from the kitchen dustbin. It had been closed and sealed with a tape. On the tape was written “My Will” repeatedly. I found a knife to help me remove it, lo and behold, my King indeed emerged covered in all the filth I had put into my dustbin from before five months ago. I fell to my knees, bowed myself to the ground, and broke down crying.

I couldn’t look Him in the face. I wished the ground would open and I cease to exist. All that I had been pursuing and life itself had lost its meaning and it dawned on me that I had spent the past months despising all I had ever wanted. My mind raced to and fro. “How could I have done this? How did I let this happen?”

“You got a new job and stopped spending time with me so the thief came in. He ate up all the food you had stored up, sent the voices of the four serpents to you (greed, envy, selfish ambition, and fear) and through them got your permission to bring in and establish the four Kings. You silenced the voice of the Holy Spirit with your busyness and so, dust and cobwebs saw your home as a dwelling place.

While you enjoyed your time and space, you pushed away those whom I set to help you and neglected your ministry to those in need of help.” He responded.

“My King, what do I do now? I don’t want my home to be this way anymore.” I pleaded.

“No one can enter a strong man’s house and plunder his goods unless he first binds the strong man. Then indeed he may plunder his house. By your words, I will bind them and justify you.”

Then I closed my eyes tightly and said, “Lord Jesus, I am sorry for putting you aside because of my greed, envy, selfish ambitions, and fear. I enthrone you as King over my life. I trust Your plans for me are of good and not of evil to bring me to an expected end so I lay down my will to take up Your cross. I renounce the King of Marriage…”

Just then, I heard a loud sound of something crashing in the living room. But the still small voice said, “Don’t open your eyes, and don’t stop praying.” So I continued.
“I renounce the King of Academics and Career, I renounce the King of Personal Space, I renounce the King of Time. Lord Jesus, you are the King of my heart.”

Strong winds blew, there were sounds of voices shrieking, statues falling, things breaking, doors and windows opening and shutting, electricity buzzing, pleas and cries of voices belonging to creatures that didn’t want to leave, etc. I was still on my knees with my eyes tightly shut until all the noise ceased at once and I heard that still small voice say, “You can open your eyes.”

At this point, I woke up for real. It was all a dream, but I knew it was more than just a dream. It was a spiritual reawakening for me and a call to bring down the Kings of my Heart and enthrone the Lord as King.

He is also calling you to enthrone Him today. How will you respond?


Sizzling Sunday: 29th September 2024

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